The Returned Heiress Who Had It All (Cassia) novel Chapter 75

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Chapter 75 I Trust Her

They had never seen a surgery like this before, but today they witnessed it. Previously, they couldn’t believe it was possible, yet someone had done it.

And the way it was done caused minimal harm to the patient.

“Forceps.” Cassia’s low, calm voice rang out.

Everyone coordinated flawlessly. Dr. Limbaugh’s eyes shone with intense admiration.

It was such an honor to witness such a remarkable surgery.

Every time he worked with Cassia, he felt he was learning and cultivating himself.

No one around him could match Cassia.

Her current surgery success rate was 100%, and her high–precision techniques were unprecedented.

The surgery lasted nearly ten hours. Cassia’s sweat ran from her forehead down her face to her chin, and those nearby hurried to wipe it away.

Finally came the suturing stage, which also required full attention. A poorly done suture could lead to infection, and it would be a serious risk.

Outside the operating room, Draven began pacing in front of the door.

He glanced at the door occasionally, growing increasingly uneasy.

For the first time, he felt a hint of doubt about Cassia. Why was it taking so long? Had something gone wrong?

His subordinates shared the same worry but dared not voice it.

Seven couldn’t help but fidget, watching the sky darken outside while the operating room remained completely silent.

With a worried expression, he approached Draven cautiously and asked, “Sir, it’s been several hours. Why hasn’t she come out yet?”

Draven shot him a sharp glance and said coldly, “How would I know?”

Already irritated, the question only added fuel to the fire.

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Seven immediately shut his mouth. It wasn’t that he doubted Cassia’s skills; she was simply too young.

And cardiac surgery was a major surgery–many expert doctors might not even be capable of

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“But… This…” Seven tried to speak, but Draven interrupted.

“I trust her.” Draven knew he had to have faith in her as she was his choice.

He leaned casually against the wall, tall and striking, with a model–like physique and an aura that drew attention.

His powerful presence made others instinctively step back.

His gaze was calm, his emotions unreadable. Now, he felt at ease; she was someone extraordinary, someone he had personally selected.

Seven wore a helpless expression. Was Cassia feeding Draven some kind of spell to make him trust her so completely?

He wondered if the man before him was still the same Draven he had known.

But the patient inside was Ned. Wasn’t he worried?

Seven felt conflicted. The longer it took, the more anxious he became.

He couldn’t help but speak again, “Sir, why not call in the best doctors from a top–tier hospital? Just in case something happens, they can help salvage the situation.”

Draven finally shifted posture, gave him a sidelong glance, and said lazily, “Do you really think top–tier hospital surgeons are better than the experts assisting her?”

That single, calm remark left Seven speechless.

Draven knew the reputations of these experts, and they were almost impossible to book.

They were some of the best in the country, and yet they were assisting Cassia. Clearly, they recognized her skill. Why shouldn’t he trust her?

Moreover, that girl gave him a sense of calm and precision. Everything about her spoke of competence and composure.

All the praise in the world could be applied to her without exaggeration.

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Seven was embarrassed, rubbing his nose awkwardly. “You’re right… I overthought it.”

If one wasn’t confident, who would agree to this? After all, this was a matter of life and death.

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