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.

appeared even more calm and indifferent. She looked at him with a

hearing his name. Consequently, he became more arrogant, lifting his chin and

scared? Get out

and looked at him, suddenly chuckling. “Is your master named Carl

Carl was. Jase Terry was slightly stunned at this question, with a look of

and nobody knew about it. The former didn’t want to reveal his identity, so only Carl and he knew

arrogantly infuriating voice echoed in his ears, “That old

but cough violently, his face turning red and his neck thickening. He

did you say? You actually cursed my master

When I met him ten years ago, he was already in his seventies and begged to take me

was probably in his eighties now. Having lived to

Ten years ago!

ridiculous. How old was

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

make a

if you don’t know who I am, then call your master to confirm it. I don’t know how he selects his disciples. How can

aside. “Move out of the way! Time waits for no one,

blue surgical gown from the counter. Her long hair was

into a professional doctor. The silver scissors rotated 360 degrees on her

echoed in the operating room, jolting everyone out of their shock. The nurse immediately turned around to look at

“Heart rate.”

“33 times.”

low, but also the heart rate was rapidly decreasing,

knife out and stop the patient’s bleeding as soon

front of her, who had turned

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

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