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.

at him with a disdainful gaze and lightly opened her

grown fearful upon hearing his name. Consequently, he became more arrogant, lifting his chin and pointing at Cheyenne

Are you scared? Get out

looked at him, suddenly

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

identity, so only Carl and he knew about this, not even his wife was aware. “But why does this

next moment, Cheyenne’s arrogantly infuriating voice echoed in his ears, “That old geezer isn’t dead

and his neck thickening. He

You actually cursed my master to die early! So young

in his seventies and begged to take me as his disciple. But I was to busy watching Tom and Jerry

that old man was probably in his eighties now. Having lived to this age, one might have been buried.

Ten years ago!

be ridiculous. How old was she back

most eighteen years old. Ten years ago, she was just a seven or eight- year-old child.

even make

master to confirm it. I don’t know how he selects his disciples. How can he teach someone

in front of her aside. “Move out of

put on the blue surgical gown from the counter. Her long hair was

silver scissors rotated 360

the operating room, jolting everyone out of their shock. The nurse immediately turned around to look at the instrument behind her and stuttered out

“Heart rate.”

“33 times.”

was low, but also the heart rate was rapidly decreasing, and

that knife out and stop the patient’s bleeding as soon

glanced at the young nurse in front of her, who had turned pale and was so nervous that she didn’t know which

infuriated as he watched the girl standing in front of the hospital

pulling Cheyenne down. “Nonsense! Do you have a medical license to perform surgery on patients? You are playing