My Arrogant Fiancée Is an All Round Genius

Chapter 75 The Divine Doctor

That was a matter of life and death, How could they let an amateur high school student just give it a try?

Just as Annette was about to speak, she was suddenly interrupted by the head of neurosurgery, who said, "Let her try." ""Director?!"

Annette thought he had gone mad!! Have you gone mad?

Among all surgical procedures, neurosurgery was the most difficult. Many surgeons might not dare to perform craniotomy even after ten or eight years of practice. The condition of this patient was particularly complicated. In addition to a three-centimeter-long tumor found in hist brain, he had been bedridden for many years due to paralysis, and his health was extremely poor. Astonishingly, he allowed a female high school student to attempt surgery on such a patient. The world had become mystical.

The head of neurosurgery was exceptionally firm, his gaze on Myrna radiating a fanatic light. He pressed Annette's shoulder with unusual determination and said, "None of us can perform this surgery. You've seen the patient's condition. It's impossible to transfer her and we can't wait for the specialist from Nemmington to come."

His gaze fell distantly on the girl not far away: "If it's her, there might be a chance!" He had seen Myrna save people before, her skilled medical techniques made him feel inferior.

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Annette: "2"

"I took responsibility when things went wrong.

throughout the province. How could he have confidence in a surgery that even he himself was not sure about, let

background of

the head of surgery had spoken, they

**

He clicked his tongue, his mouth hanging open for a long time, unable to close it. He looked at Calvin

was too

"Call the airport at Nemmington, tell them

needed speed, the fastest

been best to skip the

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looked into his eyes in surprise, not seeing a hint of jest in them, his heart sinking. It was fine when Mr. Larson initially brought. over the neurosurgery specialist from Nemmington, it was low-key. But arranging a private jet and bypassing security

off his face,

walked away to make phone calls

with a waxen complexion, who was covering her face and crying. He bent down and patted her on the back, comforting her in a humble and gentle

drained of tears from crying, stared blankly at the young man in

the restless heart gradually

met once, really had the ability to pull her man back from the