Curtis Weiss’s heart turned ice cold.
If Carson Flores came in but was still unable to prevent Taylor Johnston’s death, Curtis could find an excuse that it was Carson Flores’s reckless use of the Silver Needles that aggravated Taylor’s condition, leading to an unfortunate and irretrievable conclusion.
However, right in front of everyone, including Remy Johnston, Carson Flores had once again proved the miraculous power of his Silver Needles. That would put Curtis Weiss—who had removed Carson’s Silver Needles—in a completely dire situation.
More of a hinderance than a help!
No more dreams of soaring to the skies or ascending to greatness, now he would be thankful if the Johnston Family didn’t make trouble for him.
Facing Carson Flores’s authoritative words, Curtis Weiss didn’t dare to utter a word and obediently started the surgery.
The surrounding medical staff, witnessing this scene, looked at each other with shock that they could not hide.
These Silver Needles were actually more effective than so much modern equipment!
Everyone else had tried equipment and medication, but they still couldn’t stabilize Taylor’s condition. Yet Carson Flores, empty-handed, without any advanced equipment or medication, had managed with just a few Silver Needles and his bare hands to staunchly maintain Taylor’s condition!
What kind of method was this?
It was clearly a divine power that snatched lives back from the jaws of death!
Once Taylor’s condition was stabilized, the rest of the surgery wasn’t a big problem.
Carson Flores supervised the entire process until the final sutures were made and the surgery was completely finished, only then did he remove the Silver Needles and circulated his Inner Qi to guide Taylor one last time before finally stepping back.
Carson Flores withdrew his hands, and turned to Remy Johnston with a smile, "My job here is done. Your father will awaken before long."
Remy Johnston, having witnessed the magic of Carson Flores’s medical skills and from his actions knowing that Carson was a Cultivator, had changed her attitude from polite to respectful, because Carson Flores’s medical prowess wasn’t just exceptional among ordinary doctors, but even within the Cultivating healers he was definitely top-tier.
"Mr. Flores, thank you so much for today. If it weren’t for you, my father certainly would not have made it through this ordeal."
Carson Flores smiled, "As long as he’s been saved, that’s good. Let’s go outside and talk."
Carson Flores led the way out. Remy Johnston scanned the many doctors, her gaze lingering a moment longer on Curtis Weiss, slightly grim, but ultimately she didn’t say anything, instead calmly stating, "Thank you all for your hard work. You’ll be compensated for your efforts later, and from now on, my father’s care will be in your hands."
Feeling Remy Johnston’s cutting glance, Curtis Weiss’s heart skipped a beat, knowing she was very dissatisfied with his performance today.
Things worked out now that Taylor was saved, otherwise, it wouldn’t have been as simple as just a few stern looks.
Internally frightened yet feeling an immense sense of relief, Curtis Weiss thought how fortunate it was that this mysterious young Divine Doctor had come to the hospital, for if he hadn’t, Taylor Johnston would have been doomed, and so would he.
Carefully, Curtis Weiss responded, "Mr. Johnston, rest assured, I will arrange everything properly and there won’t be any more mistakes."
Remy Johnston glanced at Curtis Weiss, nodding indifferently before turning to leave.
At that, Curtis Weiss finally let out a long sigh of relief, having narrowly made it through the ordeal.
He had thought today would be his lucky day, but it turned out to be an utter disaster!
Who would have known that a young man in his twenties would be a National Expert Level Divine Doctor?
Carson Flores stepped out of the operating room, and Shirley Miller came up to meet him. Zara Stein also looked at Carson Flores eagerly and anxiously, full of unease.
Carson Flores answered with a smile, "Whenever I take action, success is assured. There are no major issues now."
Relieved, Shirley Miller showed genuine admiration, "Your medical skills are truly amazing, even better than the specialists here at the city’s first hospital!"
Zara Stein, who was on tenterhooks, finally felt her heart drop back into place, her body going limp against the wall behind her as cold sweat covered her back.
She was acutely aware that if Taylor had no issues, she would live, but if Taylor had died, Remy Johnston would never have let her off the hook.
She had narrowly escaped death.
Remy Johnston came out, grasping Carson Flores’s hand, "Mr. Flores, I’ll remember the favor you did today. Please give me your number so that I can express my gratitude later."
The Johnston Family seemed to be quite formidable. Since Carson Flores had serendipitously bestowed a favor and Remy Johnston was being so courteous, he naturally wouldn’t refuse.
After exchanging contact information, Remy Johnston personally escorted Carson Flores and Shirley Miller to the hospital entrance. They watched the two get into their car and drive away before turning to Zara Stein, who had been following behind.
"Go home, pack up your things, and then come and look after my father, any problems with that?"
Zara Stein shivered, "No problem."
Remy Johnston waved her hand dismissively, "Then go."
Zara Stein hesitated, then said, "Could you give me Mr. Flores’s phone number?"
Remy Johnston narrowed her eyes slightly, "Why do you want his number?"
Zara Stein replied, "I had promised Mr. Flores a substantial reward for saving a life."
Remy Johnston’s expression softened as she said indifferently, "Just take good care of my father, the Johnston Family won’t let a woman foot the bill. I’ll settle this favor for you and I’ll explain it to Mr. Flores..."