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.

The mayor's brain injury was severe, and even he had only a seventy percent confidence level. But there was no other choice. The hospital had tried to

weren't as sharp as Dr. Wenz's. As he moved back, Dr. Ray couldn't help but glance at Flora. The young woman stood there properly, eyes slightly downcast, serious yet relaxed. He wondered how much she had learned

intricate, leaving no room for error. Dr. Wenz focused intensely, his eyes

Flora." He remembered Flora was Jules' apprentice, likely with some neurosurgery

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 know? But considering she was with Dr. Ray,

Flora aside. "Flora,

but she remained silent. No point speaking if no one would listen. "Dr. Wenz! The patient's blood oxygen is dropping! His heart rate is plummeting!" a nurse

paused slightly but didn't tremble.