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    The anesthesiologist kept a close watch on the clock. “One minute and fifty seconds.”


    Belinda’s hands remained remarkably steady.


    “Three minutes and twenty seconds.”


    After a moment, Belinda ordered, “Begin cardiopulmonary bypass.”


    The doctor responsible for the cardiopulmonary bypass responded, “Cardiopulmonary bypass established.”


    “Three minutes and fifty-seven seconds.”


    The announcement stunned everyone in the room and the observers watching from the second floor.


    “With a ruptured aorta and severe hemorrhaging, they set up a bypass in under four minutes? No wonder Star has such a ster reputation!”


    “This is truly astounding.”


    “Begin the surgery,” Belinda announced.


    As she skillfully conducted the surgery, the team of observing doctors remained utterly engrossed, their attention riveted on her precise movements—specifically, on the deft motions of her hands.


    There was no denying it—her hands maneuvered with astonishing precision and agility!


    No wonder she was a globally celebrated surgical maestro.


    The scalpel in her hand seemed to be an extension of her will, dancing effortlessly in sync with her intentions.


    The people observing the procedure were in awe, their breaths caught.


    Outside the operating room,


    Time dragged on relentlessly. Four hours had passed since Barbara had been taken into the operating room.


    Throughout this agonizing wait, Lucas remained by Nni’s side.


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    Nni, consumed by quiet prayers, clung to the hope of a miracle to pull her daughter through this life-threatening ordeal.


    Her tears had nearly run dry from hours of silent weeping.


    She turned to Lucas, her voice trembling with regret.


    “Lucas, do you think… if I had followed Dr. Wright’s advice instead of opting for Dr. Ortiz’s approach and allowed her to operate on Barbara right away, my daughter wouldn’t be in such a grave state now? Dr. Wright warned me repeatedly that Barbara’s condition was deteriorating and that immediate surgery was needed. But I just didn’t take her words seriously.”


    Her voice broke as she continued, “I even convinced myself she was exaggerating. But… I never expected…”


    She couldn’t bring herself to finish, recalling how Barbara’s condition had taken a catastrophic turn in the dead of night.


    Lucas, hearing the pain in Nni’s words, struggled to find the right response. He understood how deeply Nni cherished her daughter. Choosing a more conservative treatment n hadn’t been a mistake in itself; it was just a cautious decision.


    No one could have foreseen the rapid decline in Barbara’s health.


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