Chapter 745
Chapter 745:
On the surgical table, Orson lay motionless. His frail body was connected to a series of medical devices that monitored his vital signs. The medical team nearby looked serious and anxious. They were acutely aware of the patient’s identity. He was the pillar of the Welch family, a man whose name alone commanded influence over Cloverhill.
Should the surgery fail, their professional futures would be in danger.
Click.
The door to the surgery room swung open.
All heads turned, faces lighting up with anticipation.
“Is it MO?”
“Will we finally see the legendary MO operate?”
“I’ve heard MO has never failed a surgery. Our jobs are safe!”
A surge of excitement swept through the room.
However, their faces hardened when they saw who entered.
“Wait! Doesn’t MO always wear a mask? Who is this woman?”
Although they knew little about MO, there was one thing everyone recognized: the iconic golden mask.
So, the woman standing before them was not MO.
“Everyone, meet Dr. Newman. She will be conducting the surgery,” the director announced.
“Director, you must be joking? Mr. Welch’s surgery is incredibly complex. Experts globally have declined it. Only MO is considered capable enough for this task. And now you’re assigning it to some unknown doctor? Are you putting us all at risk?”
“Exactly! Who is this Dr. Newman? We’ve never even heard of her before!”
More 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝓲𝓷 gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧽ⅽ𝗈𝗺
The room erupted into a chorus of protests as everyone expressed their doubts about Tess’s capabilities.
The director frowned, his face reflecting their concerns, but he was trapped. The Welch family had insisted on Tess’s involvement, leaving him with no power to argue.
“Any surgery MO can do, I can handle just as effectively,” Tess stepped forward confidently. “If you care about your careers, you’ll follow my lead.”
The staff exchanged worried looks, their doubts lingering.
“I get that you have almost blind trust in MO. But remember, MO is just human. What she’s capable of, others can do too. For now, you have no choice but to put your trust in me.”
Tess’s expression remained unreadable as her eyes scanned the room, her face calm, though her heart simmered with bitterness. She believed that MO’s reputation was largely a result of being in the right place at the right time. Had Tess been given similar opportunities early on, she was certain she would have achieved global recognition by now.
“Alright, Dr. Newman, we’re depending on you,” the director said, breaking her thoughts.
The medical team let out a deep, resigned sigh. With MO absent and Tess backed by the Welch family, they had no choice but to comply.
“Let’s start the surgery then.”
Tess approached Orson with unwavering focus, her expression determined. This was her moment to prove herself. She was resolute in demonstrating that MO was not the only surgical legend. Tess intended to surpass her and establish herself as the new surgical genius.
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