Chapter 77: He's Got Your Back Even If You Tear Open the Sky!_1

Nathalie Quinlan's sweat trickled down from her forehead to her chin as she removed the tumor and clamped it with tweezers before tossing it into a tray beside her. Her hands were already preparing for the next step, the suturing.

The difficulty of suturing was no less than that of removing the tumor; the slightest deviation in either could lead to surgical failure and the patient dying on the operating table.

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Outside the operating room.

Alfred Garland had already taken several phone calls, continuously updating Amadeus Yancey on the arrival progress of specialists from Beijing.

Aside from occasionally comforting Aunt Cagwin, Amadeus Yancey didn't seem worried about Ms. Quinlan.

During his phone calls, he heard the whole hospital discussing the "high school girl performing surgery"; even two passing nurses were talking about it, questioning if the neurosurgery department had gone mad.