Chapter 1367
The young doctor was absolutely stunned by the title.
Dr. Dawson was treating this young woman with that much respect?
And he wasn’t the only one shocked. The commotion had drawn the attention of everyone else in the room.
Before anyone could process what was happening, another voice rang out. “Miss Serena, quickly! We’ve prepared a station for you p>
Master Langford, a spry elderly man in a traditional white medical coat, hurried over. He was Elyndor’s premier holistic expert, a man so renowned that the world’s most powerful elites had to wait in line for months just for a consultation.
Yet here he was, clutching a leather kit of specialized neural needles with both hands, looking as eager as a medical student waiting for a professor’s approval. “Gold, silver, and micro-needles, all fully sterilized and prepped. I also had my team prepare the therapeutic bio-baths you requested to the highest standard. What else do you need? Just say the word p>
The young doctor was rooted to the spot, his jaw practically hitting the floor.
Dr. Dawson and Master Langford were already ushering Serena further into the ward. The way they looked at her eyes shining with desperate hope-made her seem like their sole salvation.
“Miss Serena,” Dr. Dawson said as they walked, “I’ve compiled the medical histories and real-time vitals of the international experts into three priority lists. These are the most critical cases. Their organs are failing rapidly, and they need immediate intervention p>
Master Langford nodded vigorously. “Exactly. We need to stabilize their vitals before we can even think about long-term cellular repair p>
Dr. Dawson glanced at Serena nervously. “Miss Serena… for cases this severe… are you confident p>
Before Serena could speak, Master Langford shot him a glare. “What kind of question is that? If Miss Serena is here, she is confident p>
Dr. Dawson slapped his own forehead. “Right, right, forgive my foolishness. There isn’t a medical crisis in the world that Miss Serena can’t solve p>
Master Langford agreed wholeheartedly. “As long as Miss Serena takes the lead, everything will be fine p>
Their absolute devotion left the rest of the medical staff in the ward utterly bewildered.
This was Dr. Dawson. This was Master Langford. Either of these men could shake the entire medical world with a single word. Yet here they were, orbiting this young girl ike eager assistants, respectfully calling her ‘Miss Serena p>
Meanwhile, on the large monitor displaying the remote video feed the international experts leaned in close. When they recognized the girl on the screen several of them shot out of their chairs.
Dr. Baldur, the preeminent cardiologist from the United Realmon States, had been frowning at a chart a second ago. Now, his voice skyrocketed an octave. “Miss Serena p>
Professor Victor Sterling, the head of the international neurological team, stared at the screen with frantic joy. “Miss Serena, is that really you p>
Dr. David Vance from Hopkins gripped the edge of his desk, looking like he had just witnessed a miracle. “Oh my God… Goddess, you’re here p>
Dr. Arthur Smith, the President of the International Cardiovascular and Neurological Association, straightened his collar and offered a deep, respectful bow to the camera. “Dr. Serena, what a profound honor to cross paths with you again. If we had known you were the one stepping in, we would have integrated our systems with Elyndor immediately p>