claudia tihan surgery

A young surgeon, who is struck by a system, embarks on a bizarre journey of life.

First day check-in, reward 【World-Class Cardiac Surgery Experience】 Second day check-in, reward 【World-Class Neurosurgery Experience】 Third day check-in, reward 【World-Class Carotid Surgery Experience】 ...... Three months after Qin Feng started his internship at the hospital, his originally peaceful life was disrupted. When everyone was at a loss, he performed a rescue operation that shocked the entire internet.

Claudia Araneta is the flawlessly composed CEO of Lueur Empire, the country’s most prestigious luxury fragrance brand. Every bottle with her name on it promises elegance and desire. But behind her perfect image lies a secret: she was born without a sense of smell. In an industry built entirely on scent, Claudia has spent years compensating with sharp business instincts, exquisite branding, and an iron grip on her public persona. No one suspects the truth. No one gets close enough to see the cracks. That is, until she’s forced into a fake marriage with Raphael, an infuriatingly perceptive man who sees right through her act. As their arrangement blurs the line between pretense and something dangerously real, Claudia finds herself confronting the one thing she’s never been able to control. Because love, like scent, can’t truly be captured—or denied.

During a late-night emergency surgery, a young surgeon is struck by a mysterious system, setting him on a strange new path in life. “Dingdong! Reward: 3,000 cases of finger replantation!” “Dingdong! 5,000 cases of coronary artery bypass surgery, available at a half-price bundle!” “Brainstem tumor power-up package!” “Due to your recent outstanding performance, the system has evaluated you and is granting access to the system laboratory—” What? This broken system is so powerful? It can not only perform surgeries but also conduct research? Alright, then. Time to rise to the pinnacle of life.

[System + Medicine + Daily Life + Swagger] Dumped by his girlfriend at the start, Xia Tian awakens the Medical System— Thus begins his extraordinary journey of hospital life and saving lives day after day. 【Reward: 100% Mastery of World-Class Hands of Precision】 【Reward: World-Class Tumor Resection Technique】 “Dr. Xia, please save me—I have lupus, I’m begging you!” “Dr. Xia, I implore you—help extend my grandfather’s life!” “Dr. Xia, I suffer from a hereditary disease—please, can you rewrite my genes?” Scrolling through the desperate messages left by netizens, Xia Tian replied calmly: "I'm just an ordinary doctor—neither a miracle worker nor a god." Just as he finished speaking, his phone rang. “What? Late-stage cancer? And you call that a serious illness worthy of my attention?”

Translator's synopsis : A little doctor in surgery accidentally received the blessing of the system, swept the medical profession, rejuvenated with wonderful hands, and countless living people. Tag: Urban ,System, Doctor, Romance [Till now]. Author: Xiongchumozhen Translator: Ryuu4 Contact :[email protected]

[Warning: Mature Content] Tags: Regression, Beastmen, Beauty, Monsters, Futuristic Doomsday, Storage Space In every era—be it an ancient dynasty or a modern nation—the collapse of the world has often been blamed on beauty. A single smile that toppled a city. A single face that ruined a kingdom. All hastened by a hero's obsession. But what if— What if, for some absurd and ill-fated reason, the end of the entire world began right after a girl’s plastic surgery? The 31st century. An era of advanced civilization and cutting-edge technology. Who could have imagined that such a future would be swallowed overnight by something wild, savage, and primitive? Seo Hyejin had lived what most would call a perfect life. She came from a powerful family. She possessed a naturally beautiful face. Someone so dazzling that people once crowned her the Nation’s Crush. And yet, the reason she chose to alter her face—to carve it, refine it, and replace what heaven had given her with something artificial— Was not vanity. Nor insecurity. It was a reason no one would ever think of. As if it was a curse she quickly wanted to get rid after regressing. Say, the world will rot and end by tomorrow. How could a sane person take care of appearances instead of stocking supplies? "Seo Yoojin... Do you also think your sister is crazy?" SY: ... Hmm. Good. *Thumbs up* (My future wife can't be bullied but fighting Noona also means courting death. At worst, I'll have to give up marriage to take of a tiger and dedicate my youth peeling shrimps. Ha... The youngest's life is woeful.)

"hei hei katanya Woonha Han operasi plastik loh". "ibu nya pemilik venels clinic kan?". "gila! cantik nya hasil oplas an haha". ya..aku memang oplas. tapi kalau ibuku dibawa bawa sembarangan, aku yang akan turun tangan. tapi..aku melakukan kesalahan. aku lama lama menjauhi teman terbaikku yang ternyata..dia menaruh hati padaku?. ini tidak wajar. dan aku bertemu laki laki yang lebih tua dariku. lalu..dia memintaku untuk menjadi guru les nya?

Dad was in critical condition and had just been wheeled into the operating room. My husband—also Dad’s attending surgeon—was nowhere to be found. I stood in the corridor in my pajamas until past midnight, hands shaking as I kept calling Jason. When the call finally connected, a sweet, girlish voice spilled through the speaker: "I’m watching the Eiffel Tower lights with Jason!" A male voice followed, impatient and familiar—Jason’s: "Is it her again? Ava, tell her to stop calling. The lights are about to go out. Can she stop making a scene?" A chill sliced through me. Before I could speak, the line went dead.

On our wedding anniversary, my private video was displayed on the big screen. A man's rough voice sounded, "As expected of a rich man's wife, she's well-maintained." Friends whispered among themselves, and Nolan shot me a look of disgust. My husband's secretary slapped me to the ground, "Xanthe, a slut like you doesn't deserve to be Mrs. Sterling!" She ignored my explanations and tore at my clothes. Until her high heel pressed against my lower abdomen, I begged her through tears to stop, "This was secretly recorded during my gynecological surgery, please don't hurt the baby in my belly." My husband sneered coldly, "Who knows whose bastard you're carrying?" "Scarlett is standing up for me, you better take it!" I stumbled away in a blood-stained white dress. The seven-year promise has come due, I don't want Nolan and the child in my womb anymore.