"Is it Dr. Jackson?" Mia Ginger was a bit helpless, forcing herself to say again, "Koa Jackson. From neurosurgery."
"Yes, yes." Seeing that she could say his name, the young man relaxed his guard and said nervously, "They say he's one of the best in neurosurgery, a professor level, but at his age... well, who knows how he truly is."
"There shouldn't be a problem. Dr. Jackson seems very reliable," the young woman whispered to add.
After speaking, the two looked anxiously at the operating room again.
Mia also took a glance.
She breathed a slight sigh of relief and moved a little farther away to wait.
She wasn't worried.
She had great confidence in Koa Jackson.
In her heart, he was, of course, capable of anything.
Anything placed in front of him should be easily resolved.
After musing for a little while, she finally felt a bit tired and sat down on a bench by the wall.
Got up early in the morning.
