The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 1724

In no time, Dr. Ray came back with the test results. His expression was still tense. Mirabella just needed one look to know it wasn't good news.

"The blood types don't match. We can't use your blood for Keir," Dr. Ray explained with regret. He cast a glance at the monitor showing a faint life sign, concerned. "If we go ahead and perform surgery to remove the bullet, there's a risk of hemorrhagic shock. But if we don't act fast..."

He might not make it another half hour.

Dr. Ray didn't need to finish the sentence. Mirabella, being a doctor herself, understood the gravity of the situation without him having to spell it out.

"Let's do the surgery," Mirabella said, her voice steady and calm.

Dr. Ray opened his mouth to protest, "But—"

Mirabella raised a hand, knowing exactly what Dr. Ray was about to argue. "I need chilled saline and liquid nitrogen. Can you get those ready for me?"

eyes widened in surprise. "Are

Mirabella replied, her gaze lowering as she picked up a scalpel. "I'll take full responsibility for the risks. You just need to get me

steady hands and confident demeanor,

better plan. He turned to an assistant nearby and quietly gave some instructions. Then he moved to stand beside Mirabella, ready

hours later, the operation was complete. Jim was moved into a sterile room, encased in a metal chamber with only his head exposed. The monitors showed all his vital signs below normal, but his life force, though faint, was stable enough to not be

short

was meant for use minutes after cardiac arrest to preserve the

outside the

He had assisted Mirabella

he had been the one performing the surgery, it would have taken him at least twice as long, and

her age was unheard of in the medical