She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 130: Better Not Cause Any Trouble for Me

The two nurses were very hesitant, but they dared not disobey the director’s orders.

“Miss, if you are a friend of the patient, please leave for his own good.”

Upon hearing this, Cheyenne sidestepped the hands of the two nurses and stood beside the sickbed.

“It’s precisely because I’m his friend that I can’t stand by and watch him deteriorate like this. Are you seriously claiming to be a professor at Oxford Medical School? Did your professors teach you to hold a meeting while a patient is on the verge of death?”

This last sentence is addressed to the chubby doctor.

The latter was momentarily silenced, then retorted irritably, “You don’t understand. There’s a saying, ‘A workman must first sharpen his tools.” We’re discussing the best treatment methods here!”

“Fine, go ahead and sharpen your tools for a millennium; If you can’t handle it right now, step aside. I’ll take charge!”

Cheyenne gave a light chuckle and pushed him away with a small hand.

Despite her petite and delicate appearance, she possessed considerable strength. The tall man, standing over six feet and weighing more than 140 pounds, was forcefully pushed by her and collided with the nearby wall.

His nose unluckily hit the cold metal instrument, and two fresh red blood stains immediately flowed down.

He belatedly reached up to wipe his mouth, his gaze shifting downwards to the blood on his lips, further fueling his anger.

“I can’t do it? How dare you say I can’t do it? I, Jase, am a famous surgeon in the hospital. I have been practicing medicine for more than 30 years. What are you, a little girl? How dare you show off your skills in front of me!”

The atmosphere between the two was tense, and the middle-aged man seemed ready to fight at any moment.

the contrary, Cheyenne appeared even more calm and indifferent. She looked at him with a disdainful gaze and lightly opened her red

man mistakenly believed that Cheyenne had grown fearful upon hearing his name. Consequently, he became more arrogant, lifting

Are you scared? Get out of

her arms crossed and looked at him,

slightly stunned at this question, with a look of shock in his eyes. His hands were tightly clenched

want to reveal his identity, so only Carl and he

in his ears, “That old

violently, his face turning red and his neck

actually cursed my master to die early! So young and yet so

to take me

years had passed, and that old man was probably in his eighties now. Having lived to this age, one

Ten years ago!

be ridiculous. How old

that she was at most eighteen years old. Ten years ago, she was just a seven or eight- year-old child. And yet his master begged to take her

even make a

I don’t know how he selects his disciples. How can he teach someone like you who’s nothing

the two nurses in front of her aside. “Move out of the way! Time waits for no one, and every second

quickly put on the blue surgical gown from the counter. Her long hair was casually tied back behind her head,

scissors rotated 360 degrees on her slender fingertips before she finally gripped

The nurse immediately turned around to look

“Heart rate.”

“33 times.”

pressure was low, but also the heart rate was rapidly decreasing, and the fluctuating electrocardiogram curve was

bleeding as soon as possible.

her, who had turned pale and was so nervous that she didn’t know which hand to

in front of the hospital bed, dressed in surgical gown instead of

Cheyenne down. “Nonsense! Do you have a medical license to perform