The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 84

His precision, down to the exact millisecond, instantly earned approving glances from the majority of the room.

Ferris, entirely unbothered by the rebuttal, pondered for a moment before countering. "The patient's language center has shifted. An awake craniotomy combined with cortical electrical stimulation is the only viable method. If we hesitate to take this step out of fear of surgical risks, what happens to the next patient with this exact condition?"

At this point, the Neurosurgery and Anesthesiology departments hit a total stalemate.

Although the organizers had provided the prompt, they didn't have a concrete surgical plan themselves. Unable to interject, they awkwardly deferred the problem to Professor Rhodes.

Always the diplomat, Professor Rhodes declined to give a direct recommendation and tossed the question right back to Dr. Yates.

As the head of Anesthesiology at Capital General, Dr. Yates was technically obligated to provide an anesthetic solution, but doing so would essentially undermine Capital General's star surgeon, Ferris. Dr. Yates visibly hesitated, caught in a difficult position.

This was called an academic seminar, but it was just as much a high-stakes social chessboard.

Just as everyone's attention zeroed in on Dr. Yates, his gaze suddenly darted toward me. A second later, I heard him ask, "Selena, you hold dual degrees in Neurosurgery and Anesthesiology from med school. You've heard both seniors' perspectives. What's your take on this?"

I was totally caught off guard.

What was my take? In a room full of heavyweights at a premier seminar, what was an intern supposed to say?

I figured Dr. Yates was intentionally tossing the hot potato into my lap.

After all, I was just an intern. If I said something brilliant, it won glory for Capital General. If I misspoke, I took the bullet for Dr. Yates, and no senior doctor would stoop to tearing apart a junior.

Realizing this, my nerves steadied. I took a deep breath and began, "Both seniors are prioritizing the patient's best outcome. Personally, I believe an awake craniotomy isn't impossible, but it requires ultra-precise titration. The anesthesia team would need to monitor the neuro-console constantly, adjusting the infusion rate every thirty seconds during the awake phase... Additionally..."

I paused, glancing down at my previous notes to summarize, "A patient's recovery relies on the collaboration of both departments. As long as Neurosurgery and Anesthesiology maintain constant communication, an optimal and safe surgical plan can definitely be established."

It made sense. If it was robust enough to be presented here, it had to be heavily backed by clinical trials. They weren't going to just hand it over to anyone.

"But we'll cross paths again at the banquet tonight. Whether you can charm that data out of him will completely depend on your own skills, Selena."

Listening to Dr. Yates's teasing, I managed an awkward smile.

Zoey's sweet, sugary voice drifted over from the side. "Dr. Yates, Selena, what are you two chatting about?"

Dr. Yates glanced at me, then looked over at Ferris. "Just discussing how Selena might expand our Anesthesiology department's database."

As soon as he said that, Zoey gasped in admiration. "Selena, you're amazing! You have no idea how much I admired you just now. You are literally my idol!"

I was about to reply when Ferris beat me to the punch. "At this seminar, Dr. Hayes represents Capital General. She needs to watch her conduct. What, letting a couple of compliments go straight to your head?"