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 you thinking of using a

picked up a scalpel. "I'll take full

confident demeanor, Dr. Ray realized

quietly gave some instructions. Then he moved to stand beside Mirabella, ready

a sterile room, encased in a metal chamber with only his head exposed. The monitors showed all his vital signs

nothing short of a

about this advanced cryotherapy method from a top research facility, but it was meant for use minutes after cardiac arrest to preserve the

outside

He had assisted Mirabella

the surgery, and her technique left him in awe. In his over forty years in the field, he'd never seen anything like it. If he had been the one performing the

talent at her age was