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.

rushed forward. “What’s the update?”

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

Isabelle, who

to him, offering a

out and took the thick medical record

of protest and frowned, as if to take the medical record book back, but

is here with

go.” Bernice shook her head at her younger son, saying, “I don’t want your dad to suffer another torment before

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Can Perform This Surgery

but he remained silent, his check muscles twitching slightly.

background, Isabelle flipped through the medical record book, the sound of pages turning one after

felt infinitely slow in this heavy and agonising atmosphere. In just three or four short minutes,

He gritted his teeth against the pain, his lips twitched slightly, and he opened his mouth as

him and said, “I can

to turn their gaze

continued in a casual manner. “Please fetch me a

by everyone, perceived

not arrived with George, they

engaging in arguments with the young girl, merely glancing

Dylan, on the other

knowledge, Arlo had engaged in discussions with Isabelle regarding alternative medicine. He recognised her expertise in the subject, surpassing his own, albeit their

handle surgical tools. While he harboured some scepticism, he refrained from dismissing her remarks as nonsensical, unlike

Arlo was poised

to inquire, “What’s the

exchanged looks of confusion and concern at him.

wasn’t sceptical or dismissive. He didn’t doubt Isabelle or

at her intently,