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    “How is Barbara now?” Lucas asked. “Has she gone into surgery?”


    “Yes, she’s already inside the operating room,” Nni replied in a trembling voice.


    “Who is the lead surgeon?” Lucas asked.


    “It’s Star.”


    “Star?” Lucas echoed, momentarily stunned. “The world-famous surgeon, often described as the greatest in the field?”


    “Yes, her.” Nni nodded again and swallowed audibly before continuing, “Apparently, Caiden is well-acquainted with her. After exining Barbara’s condition, she expressed interest in her case and agreed to perform the surgery.”


    Lucas fell silent.


    At that moment, he recalled something.


    The woman from the parking lot, the one who seemed familiar…


    She was probably Star’s assistant!


    She and the others had met up with Belinda as soon as she arrived… Could Belinda actually be the legendary genius of the medical world, Star? Or was she just another one of Star’s assistants?


    Lucas didn’t know.


    He had no choice but to wait until the surgery was over and the doctors came out before he could get his answer.


    Just then, he was pulled out of his thoughts when a group of doctors rounded the corner and began making their way toward the surgical suite.


    Their faces were lit with obvious excitement, and they were all engrossed in animated conversation.


    “This is incredible! We finally get to see Star perform surgery again. We’re so lucky!”


    “Absolutely! And this time, it’s the total aortic recement we’re talking about. Witnessing such aplicated surgery being performed firsthand is nothing short of an honor!”


    “Mr. Rodgers is incredible! He was able to bring Star here.”


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    Lucas’ eyes narrowed at the brief exchange he overheard. There was a glint of suspicion and intrigue in his gaze.


    In the operating room,


    Belinda was now fully prepped and ready.


    She asked, “How’s the patient’s condition?”


    “It’s not looking good; her blood pressure’s still plummeting fast,” Addie answered.


    Belinda’s face grew grave. “We need to start cardiopulmonary bypass. It has to happen within five minutes, or the patient’s brain will suffer permanent damage.” As she spoke, she took her ce at the operating table.


    “Administer heparin.”


    “Prepare for femoral artery canntion.”


    “Give me the scalpel.”


    Belinda issuedmands and moved with precision.


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