Chapter 748
“Miss Vinton.” A low, lazy, yet bone-chilling voice sliced through the tension. “Why does it seem like you’re thrilled the old man is dying p>
Nicholas stood tall, his striking eyes holding the razor-sharp cold of shattered ice as he looked at her.
With just a single glance,
Anna felt as though she had been shoved into a freezer. A violent chill raced down her spine. “I-I would never want anything bad to happen to Grandpa! Of course I want him to recover p>
“That’s not what your face is saying.” Nicholas took a slow, deliberate step, closing the distance between them.
His overwhelming aura carried a suffocating menace.
Terrified, Anna stumbled backward and fell hard onto the floor.
When she looked up at him,
the pressure was enough to crush her lungs.
In her eyes, this breathtakingly handsome man was nothing short of a demon crawling out of hell.
One who was here to drag her back down with him.
Panicking, she shot a desperate, pleading look at her father. She was his biological daughter. For this outsider to intimidate her right in front of him was a direct insult to his authority!
But Silas merely narrowed his cold eyes, scrutinizing her. “Keep your mouth shut. If you disrupt your grandfather’s surgery, your days as a Vinton heiress are over p>
Anna’s pupils dilated in absolute shock, her face draining of all color.
No one paid her a single ounce of attention after that.
Every eye was glued back to the operating room.
Just then, inside the OR p>
“Hemostat p>
Serena’s expression was unnervingly calm, devoid of any panic. Her icy voice carried a terrifying authority that compelled absolute obedience.
She flicked her wrist, driving a fresh set of needles into the nerve clusters.
Immediately, she plunged two fingers of her right hand directly into the pool of blood, while her left hand snatched the hemostat from Dr. Smith.
“What is she doing?!” Professor Sterling screamed from the observation deck. “Is she insane? She’s attempting Blind Micro-Suturing in these conditions? That’s his brain p>
“Dr. Smith didn’t dare clamp it because that’s the most densely packed neural pathway in the
cranium! One millimeter off, and it’s
instant brain death p>
“How can she be this reckless? To attempt clamping entirely blind… she’s out of her
mind! She’s an absolute lunatic p>
But the girl’s hands were impossibly steady.
Zero visibility?
She didn’t need it.
Her fingers moved with blistering speed.
They were practically a blur.
Her left hand drove the hemostat deep into the hemorrhage with surgical perfection,
while her right hand grabbed the sterile gauze handed to her.
The needles locked the blood flow, and the clamp secured the rupture.
Three seconds.
It took exactly three seconds.
The geyser of blood stopped instantly.
Blood pressure stabilized. Heart rate climbed back to normal.
Standing right next to her, Dr. Smith stared so hard his eyes nearly popped out of his skull.
“Unbelievable, Miss Serena! The Lazarus Sequence truly is the ultimate technique p>
“To witness you execute this
sequence with my own eyes… I could die happy right now!” Mr. Langford was practically dancing in
place, looking like he wanted to
collapse in sheer worship.
“Enough,” Serena said, her expression unchanging, her hands never slowing down. “Suture it up p>
The team snapped to attention, executing the final closures.
Half an hour later.
Keady
“Surgery successful.” As Serena set her surgical instruments down, her pinky finger-which had been as stone the entire time-gavera barely perceptible witch contente
She let out a quiet breath and glanced at the monitors.
Her grandfather’s vitals had completely flatlined into a steady, healthy rhythm.