"She is Dr. Nyx?" Mrs. Chen asked incredulously. How could Dr. Nyx be so young? She expressed her skepticism.
Director Zhang patted his chest assuredly: "She's absolutely the real Dr. Nyx. Don't be fooled by her young age—she's a genius, not like ordinary people."
Although Mrs. Chen was still a bit uneasy, she felt a slight relief thinking of Dr. Nyx's reputation.
Seeing Qiao Wen'er, her anger flared up again, "You little brat, this isn't over between us. Just wait; if anything happens to my son, you might as well prepare to accompany him in the grave."
Seeing how respectfully Director Zhang treated this shrew, Qiao Wen'er became a bit worried too. It seemed the other party was of no small background. She instinctively glanced toward the operating room, hoping for the first time that the surgery would be successful...
Yun Ya donned her surgical gown, barely glancing at the chest X-ray before the surgery, her expression remaining as indifferent as ever.
