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Chapter 8

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ll into a state of

, the syringe hovering mere millimeters above the intravenous

ury, taking a threatening step forward. "Let her go this instant! This is assault and

he nurse stumbled backward in panic, clutching her bruised arm

ook. Her dark, almond eyes swept across th

ted, her voice calm, clear, and ringing with absolute diagnostic authority. "You'll see a brief, thirty-second surge of artificial c

exchanging uneasy, startled looks. Every detail she cited match

As the hospital's golden child and youngest associate chief, being contrad

ger. "Who are you to lecture board-certified specialists on hemodynami

lips curving into a smirk o

rmured languidly, "is honestly a

ing on her own breath as b

rned on her heel, walking calmly toward the corridor. "I've said my piece. If y

orway. "You don't get to barge into my ICU, slander my license, and just walk away! You claim our p

h bored amusement. "Immediate surgery.

echoed into the hallway, turning to the s

valve reconstructions! His cardiac tissue is scarred to dust! In the entire history of modern medicine, domestic or international, there isn't a sin

pt over her, compl

artment is incompetent,"

ghly provoked into hysteria. "If you're so extraordinar

pockets, the dangerous aura around her

lying in that bed?! The Carlisle patriarch! Money is nothing more than ink on paper to him! If you-a high-school-aged nobody-can actually sa

hed with a razor-sh

d without a fraction of

through the roo

inality in the girl's voice. The other attending physicians swal

st's sleeve. "She knows the terminology... she identified the paravalvular leak at a glance...

! If the Carlisle patriarch dies under our roof, Mr. C will tear this hospital to

roke his silence, his deep, authoritative

d at Isadora, his expression

nce, my success rate would be under ten percent. In this modern era, outside of the legendary, late medical sage 'White Crane', not a single living phy

xcuses. She simply looked at Reynolds, her voi

y there's a hefty f

ked, completely s

wning realization flickered in his chest. "Whatever fee you na

htly, her dark eyes radiating a

Isadora commanded, her voice turning crisp, majestic

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