Chapter385b: /b

    b“/bYeah, if I looked like her, bmy /bboyfriends would all be celebrities by now!”

    The nurses bwere /bchatting andughingb, /bband /bdidn’t notice the girl walking by.

    bThe /bgirl absentmindedly walked outside the hospital room. bHer /bbbrother /bband /bmom bwere /bbby /btheir dad’s bedside the whole time and didn’t notice her.

    She bleaned /bagainst the wallb, /bfeeling bdown/bb, /band bopened /bbher /bphoto album. The album bwas /bbbasically /bfull bof /bpictures bof /bNigel at med school lectures. And she bhad /bworked so hard to bget /binto bmed /bschool bjust /bto bget /bcloser to her idol!

    She looked up and bsaw /bthe duty staff’s photos and bios on the bwall/bb, /band quickly found Charlotte’s photo.

    Even though it bwas /bba /bproper ID photo, bher /bbone structure and bfeatures /bbwere /bbreally /boutstanding. She had an elegant vibeb, /bpure but still charming.

    The girl thought bof /bsomething, took a professional photo of Charlotte with her phoneb, /band wrote an article to post online.

    The next dayb, /bbAdam’s /bbsurgery /bbwas /bscheduled first thing in the morning. Nigel band /bbWace /btalked with bthe /battending doctor in bthe /bward. They wanted bhave /bCharlotte bdo /bthe operationb, /bbut when Nathaly Bell’s daughter heard bthat/bb, /bshe was the first to objectb, /bsaying, “No way.”

    Nathaly looked at her daughterb, /bconfused, and said, “What’s wrong with you?”

    Lainey Bell bit her lip, feeling guilty and bnot /bbdaring /bto look up, “I bsaw /bpeople online saying, ‘She… she’s not even a breal /bbdoctor/b. iWhat /ihospital has such bpretty /band young bsurgeon/b? She bmust /bbhave /bgotten in through connections.”

    Nathaly didn’t know why her daughter said that, but that Dr. Sutton really was too young.

    Young lead surgeons, not to mention whether they bhad experience/b, the breal /bworry was bthat /bbthey /bmight not bhave /benough bof /bit.

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    The attending doctor looked awkward and said, “You guys breally /boverthought it. Dr. Sutton was balready /bba /bbdepartment /bbhead /bin Boston bbefore /bbtransferring /bto bour /bhospital, and even bthough /bhe looks young, he breally /bdoes have experience doing this kind of bsurgery/b.”

    “bMom/bb, /bbwe /bcouldn’t bgamble /bDad’s lifeb, /bcould bwe/bb!/bb” /b

    Lainey looked at her mom.

    bNathaly /bdid bhave /bbconcerns/b. “Dr. Kendall, how about we bget /ba different lead bsurgeon/bb?/bb” /b

    She bdidn’t /bbdare /bto risk her bhusband’s /blifeb, /beither.

    Wace bcrossed /bbhis /bbarms /band bstared /bat Nigel with a look that said he was just there bfor /bthe show.

    bNigel /bclosed bthe /bcasebook and looked iat /iLainey. “I bdon’t /bknow bwhere /bbyou /bheard those rumors, but Dr. Sutton was bthe /bbst /bbstudent /bbof /bProf. bKendall /bfrom bAmerica /bbBoston /bbMedical /bbUniversity/b. When she was beighteen/bb, /bshe took over bfor /bbher /bbteacher /band did bthe /bbfirst /band most bplicated /bbrain bnerve /brepair bsurgery/bb. /bThat bsurgery /bbwas /brated level bfive /bback then, which meant the bdisease /bwas bhigh/b–risk and the bsurgery /bbwas /bbreally /bdifficult.”

    “She bspent /bten hours back then, working bover /bband /bbover /bon ba /bbcase /bthat bwas /balmost impossible bto /bbseed/bb, /band bmanaged /bto btransnt /bbneural /bstem bcells /binto bthe /bhost. The cells bgathered /bband /bsurvived at bthe /bbdamaged /bbarea /bbof /bthe bnervous /bbsystem/bb, /bmultiplied, and bturned /binto bneurons /bband /bbglial /bbcells/b, which helped bthe /bbhost regain /bsome blost /bbfunctions/bb./b”

    Up bto /bnowb, /bher bsurgery /bbeven /bmade bit /binto the bbrain /bbscience /btextbook at bBoston /bbMedical /bbUniversity/b. Such ba /bbsurgical /bgenius got denied just bbecause /bbof /bonline brumors/bb. /bHonestly, it bwas /bbreally /bbdisheartening/b.”

    Lainey’s bface /bwas pale band /bbbluish/bb, and /bbshe /bbpretty /bbmuch /bbhad /bno breason /bbto /bbargue/b.

    “Didn’t bexpect /bDr. bSutton /bto be bso /bamazing.” bNathaly /bbtrusted /bbNigel/b. bWhat /bbNigel /bbsaid /bbdefinitely /bwasn’t ban /bbexaggeration/b. She blet /bbout /ba bsigh /bbof /bbrelief/bb, /b“Then blet /bDr. bSutton /bbdo /bbthe /bbsurgery/bb!/bb” /b

    bWace /bbrested /bhis chin bon /bbhis /bhandb, /bgiving bNigel /bba /bbmeaningful /blook.

    He left the bward/bb, /bcaught up with bNigel/b, and walked bbeside /bhim. “Nigelb, /bbit /bwas brare for /bbyou /bbto /bbspeak /bup for bsomeone /bbelse/bb, /bbespecially /ba bwoman/bb. /bAnd byou /bbactually /bknew bso /bbmuch /bbabout /bbher/bb?/bb” /b

    Nigel kept a straight faceb, /b“She bwas /bbmy /bbold /bbman’s /bbstudent/bb, /bbyou /bthink I bdidn’t /bbknow /bbher/bb?/bb” /b

    Tak, give bme /ba break!b” /b

    Nigel frowned between his brows, nced bat /bhim, band /bbwalked /bbaway /bon his own.

    Wace shook his head and habitually picked up his phone to check the trending btopics/b. Just like that girl said, Charlotte got bexposed/b!