Resurrecting the Genius Within

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Chapter 169 Against All Odds George said, "I've already stated that she will perform the surgery. Just cooperate with her, and I'll take full responsibility for any issues that arise." Bernice hesitated. George?" George cut her off. "Sam, help Grandma rest.

Sam nodded. "Yes...

Despite the opposition, George sent Isabelle into the operating room.

As Isabelle went to change into her surgical gown, Mr. Garth followed her. "Miss Jenkins, is there anything I can assist you with?" Isabelle replied, "I might need you to help maintain the patient's heart function if my hands are occupied." She took the opportunity to ask Mr. Garth for detailed information about old Mr. Harris's condition.

Soon, Isabelle was fully dressed in her surgical gown, mask, cap, and goggles, appearing at the operating room door, completely covered.

Ignoring the stares from others, she locked eyes with George.

George's face remained impassive, but his eyes betrayed him.

Isabelle considered asking if he dared to change into scrubs and watch the surgery, but she thought better of it, finding it a bit inhumane.

She walked up to him and said, "I've never had a failed surgery." With that, she entered the operating гооп.

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Inside the operating room, Isabelle examined old Mr. Harris's condition.

His lips were dark purple, and she checked his pupils as well.

Given his status, he surely had a personal doctor and regular monthly check-ups, yet no one had caught this until the toxin had reached his lungs and the symptoms becobvious.

This toxin wasn't simple.

Under the complicated gazes of everyone in the room except Mr. Garth, Isabelle took old Mr. Harris's pulse for two minutes.

The group exchanged looks, speechless.

The attending doctor wanted to speak but, recalling George's unwavering authority outside, swallowed his words.

Today's fiasco would undoubtedly be the biggest joke of his medical career.

He just hoped that when they walked out, George wouldn't direct his anger at them.

1/3 The toxin was somewhat familiar to her.

"Prepare for surgery," Isabelle ordered.

Outside the operating room, the Harris family looked at the lit surgical light and then at George's tall figure standing by the door.

They couldn't believe George had really agreed to let a teenage girl perform the surgery.

Riley Harris asked. "Dylan, who is this girl?" They were curious why George trusted her so much.

Suddenly being called on, Dylan felt a pang of anxiety.

Why were they asking him? He regretted mentioning that Isabelle had saved Magnus. If the surgery failed, would he be held responsible? * "Miss Jenkins, she... she... Dylan glanced at George, stammering, "She's a genius." Everyone fell silent..

The Harris family members were filled with regret. They should have done more to stop this. George's trust in Isabelle and his statement had led them to believe she might be another Dr. Seely.

Now, it seemed George might be overly worried and not thinking clearly.

Riley steadied himself and asked, "What's so special about her?" Dylan stammered, "I He wanted to cry. He only knew Isabelle practiced alternative medicine and acupuncture. He had no idea she was skilled in surgery until now.

In the hospital room, Bernice finally collected herself.

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She asked Sam, "Sam, did your Uncle George really let that young girl operate on your grandfather?" Sam hesitated. 'Grandma..." Seeing Sam's expression, Bernice nearly fainted.

"Grandma, please stay calm. At least trust Uncle George. He's right. Dr. Seely was also a young girl. If there's one genius, there can be a second, right?" Sam kept trying to reassure her, though he lacked confidence in his own words.

The operating room was very quiet, with only the sound of Isabelle's professional and calm voice breaking the silence occasionally.

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"Surgical scissors." "Straight vascular clamp." "Mr. Garth, middle part of the chest and PC6." The surgery lasted over four hours. Finally, Isabelle said, “Suture. The operation was finished.

"I'll do it. I'll handle the suturing," the attending doctor said.

His attitude had done a complete 180 from before the surgery He was now eager to assist, like a student. wanting to impress a teacher.

The surgical light went off, and everyone outside the operating room looked ovenand moved forward. their E hearts pounding with anxiety. The chances of a miracle seemed slim.

When the doors opened, two attending doctors walked out, removed their masks, and tried to contain their excitement and enthusiasm. "The surgery was a great success. Successful? Send Gifts

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