His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Chapter 890:

“Suture line No. 5,” she instructed calmly.

In the vast operating room, the only sounds that punctuated the silence were the rhythmic beeping of the monitors and Belinda’s composed voice. Her technique was so fluid, so refined, that the other doctors—excluding Turner and Kylee—watched in awe, their gazes brimming with admiration.

Once the sutures were secured, Belinda cast a brief look at the cardiac monitor.

“Reduce the flow rate,” she said.

“Got it.”

“Open the aorta,” Belinda ordered next.

As soon as the aorta was opened, all eyes instinctively flickered toward the monitor.

After a while, the resident let out a relieved sigh.

“All vitals are stable.”

The tension in the room dissipated, replaced by an air of astonishment. No one had anticipated such an outcome. Belinda had single-handedly salvaged the procedure.

A surgery initially led by a chief physician had been rescued by an attending physician. If this were to spread, it would be humiliating for Turner.

Belinda turned to Turner, a slight smile playing on her lips.

“Dr. Ortiz,” she said sweetly, “I’ll leave the remainder to you. That won’t be a problem, right?”

Her words dripped with provocation, and Turner’s rage surged. He could feel his chest heaving violently as emotions swirled within him. However, before he could utter even a single word in protest, Belinda had already turned away and left the room.

At that moment, the doctor overseeing the cardiopulmonary bypass couldn’t help but glance at the anesthesiologist.

“A rupture in the left ventricular posterior wall is nearly always fatal. I can’t believe Dr. Wright just salvaged the situation so smoothly like that!”

The anesthesiologist nodded, equally impressed.

“Indeed. I didn’t expect it, either. Observing her just now—there’s no way she’s inexperienced in surgery. She has clearly performed surgery numerous times before.”noveldrama

The more they discussed it, the grimmer Turner’s and Kylee’s expressions became.

“Have you talked enough?” Kylee finally burst out in frustration.

“Do you wish to proceed with the surgery or not?”

Both doctors held significant roles in this operation and were naturally proud of their positions. Naturally, they found it infuriating to be reprimanded by someone they perceived as merely an unofficial intern.

The bypass doctor immediately countered with thinly veiled sarcasm, “Oh? Are we interrupting the surgery? Are we prohibited from conversing during a procedure?”

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