Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Dr. Ray finally let out a sigh of relief. The bleeding had stopped; all that was needed now was a proper bandage.

"Shawn, take over."

"Got it." Shawn nodded firmly and moved into position.

The mayor's life-threatening injury was temporarily stabilized, but there was still a major issue. His brain had suffered a significant impact, resulting in a cerebral hematoma that needed immediate attention. Without addressing the brain injury, the mayor was still in grave danger.

"Dr. Ray, you should rest now. I'll handle this," Dr. Wenz said respectfully.

injury was severe, and even he had only a seventy percent confidence level. But there was no other choice. The hospital had tried to get Dr. Jules, but he

but glance at Flora. The young woman stood

incision. The brain's nerves are incredibly intricate, leaving no room for error. Dr. Wenz focused intensely, his eyes on the monitor, his

you, Flora." He remembered Flora was Jules' apprentice, likely with some neurosurgery knowledge. Observing Dr. Wenz up close

softly, her gaze locking onto Dr. Wenz's incision point. She frowned slightly. "Doctor, I suggest you choose a

making unsolicited suggestions, especially for brain surgery, which demands immense concentration. Dr. Wenz shot Flora an irritated glance. What could such a young woman possibly

Flora aside. "Flora,

Dr. Ray's presence, he might have started yelling already. Flora's brows knitted together, but she remained silent. No point speaking if no one would listen. "Dr. Wenz! The patient's blood oxygen is dropping! His

but didn't tremble. Lips pressed tightly under his mask,