Chi Gui raised a finger and flicked Miranda’s forehead hard, "As a doctor, how can you gamble with a patient’s safety and well-being?"
Miranda yelped in pain, covering her forehead and pleaded, "I’m serious! If the situation is as you described this morning, the patient’s death rate is too high! If you take over now, not only could your reputation be destroyed if the patient dies, but you would also have to bear responsibility!"
She felt it was unfair for Sister Chi!
"It doesn’t matter before the patient dies; all you need to think about is how to keep him alive," Chi Gui said indifferently.
Miranda was taken aback.
Lu You got out of the car, "Sister Chi, let me take you; I drive fast."
Chi Gui didn’t argue. She had already dialed Glen’s number and just pointed to the car parked beside her.
After hanging up the phone, Glen was nervously waiting.
Soon after, a middle-aged man came out, anxiously saying, "It’s no good, we can’t stabilize the patient’s vital signs! Don’t hold out too much hope for that C-level member; please request help from other A-level members quickly!"
Glen’s grip tightened on his cellphone until his knuckles whitened.
His lips pressed tightly together, he said nothing.
It was already too late to ask the International Medical Alliance for assistance from an A-level Medical Scholar! Moreover, given the patient’s current bleeding amount, the outcome was almost certainly fatal, and it was uncertain if any A-level Medical Scholar would be willing to take that risk!
Seeing him , the middle-aged man grew even more anxious, "Stop wasting time! You just offended them; why would they risk their reputation and take responsibility to help you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Glen’s phone rang.
Glen’s spirits lifted, and he hurriedly answered.
Then, he heard Chi Gui’s calm and soothing voice, "What’s the situation with the patient now? Report all the data to me..."
Glen quickly reported the data to Chi Gui.
Chi Gui had anticipated major bleeding, and while seated in the car, she directed methodically, "First, apply for reserve blood. If that’s not enough, try to arrange for more from other hospitals. I should be there in about ten minutes. In the meantime, follow my instructions..."
With Chi Gui’s directions, Glen’s heart gradually calmed down.
Ten minutes later, Chi Gui arrived at the hospital.
The middle-aged man had already completed all the procedures for her to take over the surgery. Upon arrival, Chi Gui directly put on surgical attire and carefully sterilized herself before entering the operating room.
By the time Chi Gui emerged from the operating room, it was already early morning the next day.
Glen was completely exhausted.
Not just physically, but also from the ten hours of intense mental stress.
He took off his mask, leaned against the door to recover his strength, and turned his head only to see Chi Gui as if nothing had happened, pulling off her surgical garb and slicking back her sweat-dampened hair, ready to leave.
He pursed his lips, and just as Chi Gui was about to leave, he couldn’t help but ask, "May I ask, why won’t you take me as your student?" Follow current novᴇls on novel[f]ire.net
When Chi Gui had previously rejected him, his pride was hurt, and he utterly disdained a C-level member’s evaluation of himself.
But now, he was thoroughly convinced of Chi Gui’s capabilities.
Although he didn’t want to admit it, he couldn’t deny that with Chi Gui’s skills, not to mention three years, even thirty years... he might not catch up...
Hearing Glen’s question, Chi Gui swept him a glance and said indifferently, "After this incident, haven’t you realized your own shortcomings yet?"