Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 134:

Everyone gasped in shock as the door to the operating room burst open with a loud bang. Aelfric had kicked the door open with such force that Riss, who was mid-surgery, was startled, causing her hand to waver dangerously close to jeopardizing the patient’s life. As the initial shock subsided, the Sanchez family rushed into the operating room, bracing themselves for the worst. However, to their relief, the scene was far from catastrophic

Unperturbed by Aelfric’s disruption, Riss continued her delicate work with surgical precision, her eyelids steady. Beside her, Ferris, her chief assistant, remained composed, aiding Riss with seamless efficiency. The Sanchez family exhaled a collective sigh of relief, though they were itching to confront Aelfric. Yet, they knew all too well that he was beyond their control

Aelfric himself was taken aback by Riss’s composure. She didn’t seem like a typical doctor; she was as unshakeable as a veteran soldier. Her calmness briefly mesmerized Aelfric, reminding him of only one other woman who possessed such formidable resolve in the face of peril—Black Mallow, the famed chief instructor of the Doomsday Base. A trace of admiration flickered across his face as he watched the female doctor. Lost in his thoughts, Aelfric was jolted back to reality by Riss’s firm voice

“Mr. Warren, if you wish to observe the surgery, please do so quietly. If you’re unable to, I must ask you to leave.”

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Melinda exclaimed with arrogance, “You might be the skilled Dr. Riss, but so what? My

before her eyes. Before she could make sense of what had happened, an object skimmed past her scalp, leaving a chilling sensation along her head and spine. Recovering from the initial shock, Melinda instinctively reached up to touch her head, only to discover a significant chunk of her hair missing. The others present

the others, Aelfric had seen everything clearly. He fixed his gaze on Marissa and sneered, “Dr. Riss, those are impressive fighting skills. How about we test them in

replying icily, “Mr. Warren, you burst into my

added, “As a doctor, my first responsibility is to my patient. If you dare to initiate a fight here,

she had envisioned filled with joy, bolstered by her brother’s support. Yet here she was, not only failing to unleash her wrath but also with a patch of her

damaging his reputation irreparably. How could he hope to intimidate other formidable clans in