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Chapter 78 Mr. Larson's Unexplained Pride

The director of neurosurgery removed his blue mask, the clothes under his surgical gown completely soaked through. He wasn't tired, he was simply overwhelmed with excitement and exhilaration as a doctor fortunate enough to witness the world's most cutting-edge technology. The unstoppable smile on his face, "Success, the operation was very successful! I believe that even the most authoritative expert from Nemmington might not have been able to achieve such success. Cedric was dumbfounded.

What?

Succeeded?

Ms. Stark successfully performed surgery on Erick, even prompting the head of neurosurgery to praise her, saying that even a specialist from Nemmington might not necessarily have been able to achieve this level of skill. This... was too incredible, right?

"What is Ms. Stark's background? When did she learn medicine?" Cedric turned his face, looking at him with confusion. "Mr. Larson, you wouldn't happen to know about Ms. Stark's medical skills, would you?"

Calvin's thin lips curled into a light smile, his raven-black eyelashes drooping to conceal those bloodthirsty, deep-set eyes, as if he was not drooping to conceal those bl surprised at all.

"I didn't know."

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Cedric: ...

Didn't know Mr. Larson, you were just strongly supporting Ms. Stark, acting as if you were completely confident in her abilities? What a joke!

"You couldn't possibly not know, Ms. Stark must have told you in advance."

"Heh."

Calvin, with his deep-set eyes and hands behind his back, spoke in a not-so-deep voice, yet his understanding of Myrna was evident: "Her regard for Erick far exceeds yours. The things you wouldn't dare to joke about, she wouldn't show off without certainty. If she says she can do it, she must be at least 80% sure, otherwise she would replace a way to delay until reinforcements arrive."

He just didn't expect that Myrna could do so well!

So good that an old expert from a third-tier hospital couldn't stop praising.

For some reason, a surge of pride welled up in Calvin's chest, more satisfying than being praised by others.

Head of Neurosurgery: "The patient was essentially out of life-threatening danger and didn't even need to be admitted to the ICU. He was moved to the intensive care unit for observation for a few days. If his condition stabilized within these days, he could be transferred back to the general ward." Adrian and Monica were overjoyed and relieved, repeatedly thanking the doctor: "Thank you, doctor, thank you all."

Then they went to the intensive care unit with the medical staff.

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Neurosurgeon Annette and others also came out of the operating room.

Their expressions at this moment were similar to Cedric's, but

compared to Cedric, they had witnessed Myrna's surgery firsthand. The visual impact was stronger for them, making their expressions even more complex.

Especially Annette, even though no one was paying attention to her at the moment, and everyone had forgotten what she had just said, her face was burning hot, and it felt as if there were nails pricking her feet, she couldn't stay for a moment longer. She hurriedly said to her colleague next to her, "I'm not feeling well, I'm going back to the office. first."

"Alright, drink more hot water."

She was the shining star of the surgical department at Melcester General Hospital, with plenty of male doctors fawning over her. However, Annette was not in the mood to bask in her glory at the moment, she slinked away avoiding everyone.

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"Mr. Larson, Ms. Stark has come out," Cedric whispered at that

moment.

Calvin's gaze was firmly locked on the last girl to come out of the operating room.

Myrna stripped off her surgical gown and tossed it into a nearby trash can, too exhausted to even lift her hand.

Felt a tall shadow looming over the head.

Who was blocking the light?

Chapter 70 M Lan

Exhausted to the extreme. Myrna was not in a good mood at that moment. Her eyebrows were furrowed, showing great impatience.

"The surgery went very well for Erick, Monica and the others had already left."

As soon as Myrna lifted her head, she saw Calvin's troublemaker face, which she saw every day and was almost immune to.

She closed her eyelashes tiredly, weakly responding, "Hmm. I know."

She was the one who saved the person, and she knew best whether the surgery was successful or not.