Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 558

One by one, the doctors spoke up to persuade Arielle to stay out of the matter.

Zachary didn't bother mincing his words. "Young lady, don't be a hindrance. The patient will wake up once the device is inserted."

There was a lack of emotions in his eyes as he glared at Arielle. How dare they compare her to my kind Queenie? They are total opposites! Unfazed, she parted her lips calmly and asked, "Have you used it prior to this?"

One doctor answered, "No. There's only one in Chanaea, and our hospital was the one that received it. This is the first time we're using it, so it's especially meaningful to us. Miss, don't blame us for not giving you a chance. This is an important surgery that might make it into Chanaea's medical history."

Zachary snorted. "If we get the chance to record this surgery in the annals of Chanaea's medical history, I shall add your name on one condition-stand aside and don't interrupt my surgery. You have my word." Arielle glanced at him briefly and proceeded to ignore him. "I know this is an important surgery, but this patient is extremely important to me too. You haven't used this pacemaker before, so I must head this surgery."

"What?" Zachary burst out laughing. "You must head the surgery? You're making it sound like you've done

this before. I bet you haven't even seen this device before, right?"

"Well, to be honest, I'm the inventor of the robotic pacemaker," Arielle revealed. She didn't want to waste more time and delay the surgery.

Silence ensued.

Zachary's guffaw soon broke the silence. "Miss, stop joking around. Even if you want to show yourself off to Mr. Nightshire, boasting isn't the right thing to do! The patient is waiting for us to rescue him. He isn't a tool for you to steal the limelight!" he exclaimed.

By now, his disgust for Arielle had heightened.

If Vinson wasn't waiting outside, he would've kicked her out without further delay.

Arielle scowled and insisted, "I'm telling the truth. I invented this pacemaker!"

"Oh," Zachary responded with a nod. "Why don't you say that you own Sann Group?"

Arielle inclined her head. "I actually do own Sann Group."

Sann Group, a company established overseas, was the company she poured most of her investments and efforts into. It dabbled in the latest technologies of different fields, including medical technology.

"Ha! You-"

"Dr. Ziegler!" Arielle cut him short. "If you let me head the surgery, I can gift you ten robotic pacemakers."

Stunned, Zachary fell silent and studied her carefully.

The young girl's expression was hidden behind her mask, but her eyes showed how determined she was. She didn't seem like she was joking or boasting.

Could it be that she's really the owner of Sann Group? That famous technology company is owned by this petite young woman? That sounds ridiculous!

Before he had time to discern whether she was telling the truth, Arielle picked up the scalpel and announced coolly, "There isn't much time left. If we wait till it's too late, even this pacemaker can't save his life. Please move aside."

Though her voice was polite, the oppressive air about her stunned Zachary into silence.

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