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

dismal at less than four percent. Even if it succeeds, the poison remains, leaving just

gaze towards Isabelle, who arrived alongside George, wearing a

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

reached out and took the thick medical record book from the attending doctor’s hand to start

take the medical record book back, but was stopped by Arlo. “Let her see

here with George.

head at her younger son, saying, “I don’t want your dad to suffer another

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remained silent, his check muscles twitching

sound of pages turning one after another echoing in his ears. She

passed, each minute and each second felt infinitely slow in this heavy and agonising atmosphere. In just three or

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

him and said, “I

everyone to turn their gaze

in a casual manner. “Please fetch me a set of surgical scrubs.”

by everyone, perceived as nonsensical or

doctors‘ reactions were unmistakable. Had Isabelle not arrived with

the youngest, maintained decorum. They refrained from engaging in arguments with the young girl, merely glancing at her before disregarding

the other hand,

He recognised her

aback upon discovering Isabelle’s proficiency in modern medicine and her ability to handle surgical tools. While he harboured some scepticism, he refrained

as Arlo was poised to speak…

to inquire, “What’s

exchanged looks of confusion and concern at

dismissive. He didn’t doubt Isabelle or question her credibility.

gazed at her intently, holding his breath in