Chapter 19
The department heads and professors fell silent, exchanging uneasy glances. No one dared to speak.
“So, you have the nerve to let some unknown girl operate on the Blackwood heiress, but you don’t have the nerve to admit it?” Nathan’s voice grew colder. “Is this how Starlight Royal Medical Center does things p>
Dr. Beverly wiped the sweat from his brow and shot a desperate look at Dr. Dawson.
Dr. Dawson was about to speak.
“Mr. Blackwood, Mr. Hart! You’re finally here!” Suddenly, a shrill voice cut in. It was Olivia, her forehead bleeding, her face red and swollen from where Serena had pressed it against the wall.
She looked a complete mess, her voice sharp. “These people have all gone insane! That little brat who came out of nowhere couldn’t even produce a medical license! We don’t even know if she finished high school, and she pretended to be a doctor and forced her way into the operating room! I tried to stop her and got beaten up like this p>
“And they all just let that little tramp do whatever she wanted! Mr. Blackwood, you have to get justice for me! You can’t let them get away with this p>
“Oh, and Mr. Blackwood, the person who hit Miss Blackwood with a car works for that girl! In my opinion, she did all this just to avoid taking responsibility! Who knows what she did to Miss Blackwood in that operating room? Mr. Blackwood, you should have someone give Miss Blackwood a full-body examination right away p>
Olivia had nothing left to lose.
Dr. Dawson was a pillar of the medical community in Elyndor.
And now this pillar was siding with that little brat and was going to have her blacklisted from the profession!
She had graduated from a top-three university abroad, studied under a famous mentor, and was treated like the center of the universe at Starlight Royal Medical Center, hailed as the hospital’s darling.
But now, it was all over!
Being blacklisted by Dr. Dawson was equivalent to having her career destroyed.
If they were going to ruin her future, then everyone could go down together!
“Dr. Turner p>
The other professors and department heads turned green. They were all so furious they wanted to curse.
Olivia, baring her teeth, was still crying and trying to lunge toward Nicholas Blackwood.
But just as she rushed forward and opened her mouth, the man glanced at her, his captivating eyes lifting slightly.
Though his gaze held no obvious emotion, Olivia felt as if she had been plunged into an icy cavern, and the words caught in her throat.
The man, with his refined and noble features, raised his eyelids. The
slight upward tilt of his narrowes
added
gave his handsome face an touch of wicked charm.
His gaze fell on Dr. Dawson. “Dr. Dawson, an explanation p>
His tone was cool, but it was wrapped in ice.
Dr. Dawson’s expression didn’t change as he replied, “Mr. Blackwood, I would not gamble with Miss Blackwood’s life. Given her condition, looking at all of Vaelion City or even all of Endor the only one who could have saved her was the one… you refer to as that little tramp p>
“Director, how can you say such a thing in front of Professor Whitman? What does
that make him?” Olivia chimed in, seizing the opportunity.
Behind Nicholas Blackwood, a young man and woman, clearly Harold Whitman’s
students, were reviewing Brianna’s medical records and test results.
As they looked at the strings of data, their expressions changed drastically.
“Are you kidding me? Miss
Blackwood’s case is so complex that the slightest misstep could have been fatal! A young girl, no matter how skilled, couldn’t possibly
have the surgical experience
her take the lead on Miss
Blackwood’s surgery is just reckless p>
Letting
“Isn’t Mr. Wynn right here? Why didn’t you let Mr. Wynn perform the surgery p>