His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Chapter 887:

As soon as the surgery began, Caiden gathered a group of doctors and nurses from the Cardiac Surgery Department, leading them into the observation room. The massive screen at the front displayed a live feed of the surgery.

Caiden told them they were there to learn from Turner.

At first, the surgery progressed without a hitch. The incisions were clean, and the procedure unfolded smoothly. But then, something went wrong.

Braden started bleeding heavily. And as time passed, Turner still couldn’t pinpoint the source of the bleeding.

A hushed murmur rippled through the observation room.

“What’s happening?” someone muttered.

“Why hasn’t the bleeding stopped? And why hasn’t Dr. Ortiz found the source yet?”

“I don’t know! With his expertise, this shouldn’t be happening!” All eyes remained locked on Turner. His confidence wavered. His usually steady hands trembled ever so slightly. Then, in a split second, his scalpel slipped, and he nicked a blood vessel.

Fortunately, he reacted immediately, repairing the damage and stopping the additional bleeding. But for a surgeon of his standing, making such an error was nearly unthinkable.

A tense silence settled over the observation room. Glances were exchanged, expressions subtly shifting. The real problem remained unsolved—the patient was still bleeding, and time was running out. If this continued any longer, the patient’s life would be in grave danger.

Caiden didn’t wait for another second. He pulled out his phone and called Belinda.

Belinda quickly answered the call.

“Hello.”

“Belinda, there’s a major complication in OR 2. The patient has uncontrolled bleeding. You need to get here immediately,” Caiden said.

Belinda didn’t need to think twice. She knew Braden was the patient there.

“I’m on my way,” she said before ending the call.

Caiden’s words sent a wave of shock through the gathered doctors and nurses.

Wait… The director’s surgery was having issues, and Caiden was bringing in a primary doctor to step in? That wasn’t how things were supposed to work. Shouldn’t Caiden be stepping in himself instead?

One of Turner’s staunch supporters spoke up, his voice laced with disapproval.

“Mr. Rodgers, this—”

Before he could finish, Caiden cut him off, saying, “I trust Belinda. Just keep watching the surgery.”

That person’s expression darkened, but he said nothing more. Minutes later, Belinda had scrubbed in, changed into her surgical attire, and stepped into OR 2.

The moment she entered, everyone in the operating room froze.

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