Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 169 Against All Odds

George said, “I’ve already stated that she will perform the surgery. Just cooperate with her, and I’ll take full responsibility for any issues that arise.”

Bernice hesitated. George?”

George cut her off. “Sam, help Grandma rest.

Sam nodded. “Yes…

Despite the opposition, George sent Isabelle into the operating room.

As Isabelle went to change into her surgical gown, Mr. Garth followed her. “Miss Jenkins, is there anything I can assist you with?”

Isabelle replied, “I might need you to help maintain the patient’s heart function if my hands are occupied.”

She took the opportunity to ask Mr. Garth for detailed information about old Mr. Harris’s condition.

Soon, Isabelle was fully dressed in her surgical gown, mask, cap, and goggles, appearing at the operating room door, completely covered.

Ignoring the stares from others, she locked eyes with George.

George’s face remained impassive, but his eyes betrayed him.

Isabelle considered asking if he dared to change into scrubs and watch the surgery, but she thought better of it, finding it a bit inhumane.

She walked up to him and said, “I’ve never had a failed surgery.” With that, she entered the operating

гооп.

Inside the operating room, Isabelle examined old Mr. Harris’s condition.

His lips were dark purple, and she checked his pupils as well.

Given his status, he surely had a personal doctor and regular monthly check–ups, yet no one had caught this until the toxin had reached his lungs and the symptoms became obvious.

This toxin wasn’t simple.

Under the complicated gazes of everyone in the room except Mr. Garth, Isabelle took old Mr. Harris’s pulse for two minutes.

The group exchanged looks, speechless.

The attending doctor wanted to speak but, recalling George’s unwavering authority outside, swallowed his

words.

Today’s fiasco would undoubtedly be the biggest joke of his medical career.

they walked out,

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was somewhat familiar to

for surgery,” Isabelle ordered.

lit surgical light and then at George’s tall figure standing by

really agreed to let a

Harris asked. “Dylan, who

George trusted her so

felt a pang of anxiety.

they asking him?

Magnus. If the surgery failed, would he

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she… Dylan glanced at George, stammering, “She’s a

Everyone fell silent..

filled with regret. They should have done more to stop this. George’s trust in Isabelle and his statement had led them to

seemed George might be overly worried and not

himself and asked, “What’s so special

Dylan stammered, “I

practiced alternative medicine and acupuncture. He had no idea she

the hospital room, Bernice finally collected

did your Uncle George really let that young girl operate on

Sam hesitated. ‘Grandma…”

Sam’s expression, Bernice nearly fainted.

least trust Uncle George. He’s right. Dr. Seely was also a young

reassure her, though he lacked confidence

operating room was very quiet, with only the sound of Isabelle’s professional and calm voice breaking the silence occasionally.

“Heartbeat.”

“Rinnd neecur

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“Surgical scissors.”

“Straight vascular clamp.”

of

hours. Finally, Isabelle said, “Suture. The operation

I’ll handle the suturing,” the attending doctor said.

had done a complete 180 from before the surgery. He was now eager to assist, like

room

a miracle seemed slim.

and tried to contain their excitement and enthusiasm.

Successful?