Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 167 I Can Perform This Surgery

Arlo became the centre of attention as everyone’s gaze shifted towards him.

Faced with the hopeful looks from the Harris family, he paused briefly before expressing, “I estimate a maximum of one month.”

Even in the event of a successful surgery and the elimination of the poison, his lifespan won’t exceed a month. Prior to his demise, he will endure considerable suffering. Bernice shook her head in despair, slumping back into her chair with trembling legs as tears streamed down her face in silence.

The doctor in charge urged, “You must decide promptly.”

All eyes turned towards Bernice. After a brief pause, she shook her head. “He has endured a year of agony

in that bed.”

Sam interjected, “Grandma?”

Is this implying surrender?

Bernice remained silent. The air was weighed down with tension, leaving everyone hesitant to act. Only Bernice, as the spouse, held the authority to decide, leaving the rest to wait for her to break the silence.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps drew near.

Before George even neared, the sombre mood hit him.

He spotted his mother seated, tears flowing quietly, her expression filled with anguish. His chest was

constricted.

“Uncle George has arrived.”

At the sight of George, the Harrises felt a surge of strength within.

forward. “What’s the update?”

at his brother. “Surgery is imperative, but the odds are dismal at less than four percent. Even if

Isabelle, who arrived alongside George, wearing a

him, offering a greeting, “You’re also here.”

that, she reached out and took the thick medical record book from the attending

record book back, but was stopped by Arlo. “Let her see it. It’s not like it’s a

here with George.

Bernice shook her head at her younger son, saying, “I don’t want your

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tightened, but he remained silent, his check muscles twitching

the medical record book, the sound of pages turning one after another echoing in his ears. She was

agonising atmosphere. In just three or four short minutes, it

some significant decisions. He gritted his teeth against the pain, his lips twitched slightly, and he opened

said, “I can perform this surgery.”

turn their gaze towards her in

fetch me

perceived as

with

from the eldest to the youngest, maintained decorum. They refrained from engaging in arguments with the

on the other hand,

discussions with Isabelle regarding alternative medicine. He recognised her expertise in the subject, surpassing

modern medicine and her ability to handle surgical tools. While he harboured some scepticism, he refrained from dismissing

as Arlo was poised to speak…

inquire, “What’s the likelihood of success?”

looks of confusion and concern at

or dismissive. He didn’t doubt Isabelle or

gazed at her intently, holding his breath in anticipation.