Chapter 117 A Successful Surgery âOkay.â âYes, weâll be sure to learn everything.â The surgical assistants were extremely excited Annalise had already prepared her silver needles. She focused her gaze on the patient, who was lying on the operating table, and accurately inserted the needle. She inserted one needle after another.
She inserted the needles with such agility. When she inserted a needle, its tip would tremble as if it was alive. The surgical assistants did not even dare to blink. They were even more curious about Annaliseâs identity.
Jonathan told them, âThis is my little sister. Sheâs talented, and her medical skills are astonishing.
Unfortunately, she doesnât have the qualifications to practice medicine. So, keep your mouths shut so she wonât get into trouble.â âYes, Professor. Donât worry. We wonât say a thing,â the assistants promised repeatedly.
Jonathan was not worried that they would tell others. Of course, it was best if they could hide Annaâs identity. But if they chose not to, it was fine. Being skilled in medicine was not an embarrassing thing, either.
It was just that if her identity was revealed, things would not be as peaceful as they were. Take him, for example. Didnât he have to rush over to perform surgery in the middle of the night? After another twenty minutes, the treatment was over.
Jonathan asked his assistants to push the patient out. The family members had been waiting outside for almost two hours. Seeing the lights go out and the door open, Cassandraâs sons rushed up and immediately asked, âDoctor, how is my mother?â
Ben had stood by the door of the operating theater, too. He immediately said, âProfessor Woods had had a tough surgery. Let him rest first. His assistant will tell you the specific situation.â Jonathan said, âSend someone to my office. Weâll talk in detail.â Annalise had requested him to perform this surgery. It was better for him to speak about the patientâs situation in person.
âOkay, thank you.â Cassandraâs older son, Sean, immediately followed Jonathan. Annalise also went with Jonathan to his office to take off her scrubs. Julian spoke with Samuel, and they both followed her.
âDad, Iâll go too,â said Tony. But Samuel rebuked him again. âWhat for? Do you think Professor Woodsâs office isnât crowded enough?â Tony was speechless. Abigail gritted her teeth in silence.
At first, when she saw Annalise, not only was Annalise wearing her green scrubs, but she also followed Jonathan. Abigail also wanted to use this opportunity to enter his office. Annalise was not related to Jonathan by blood. She did not believe that Annalise could be so close to Jonathan and she could not.
Her medical skills alone were better than Annaliseâs. Moreover, she was prettier than Annalise, and her clothes were better than hers. Which man wouldnât like to see a pretty woman?
But seeing that Tony had been rebuked, she did not dare to mention anything. She could only look at Annaliseâs silhouette in resentment. Inside Jonathanâs office. Annalise took off her surgical gown and hung it in the closet.
There were two small closets here. One belonged to her, and the other belonged to John. When the time came, he would arrange for someone to clean and disinfect these surgical gowns, along with the white coats which the doctors wore every day. She took off her scrubs and sat down.
Jonathan poured her a glass of water. This had always been his habit. Every time she finished her surgery, he would pour her water. Sometimes it was boiled water or tea, and sometimes glucose water.
But before he could hand it to Anna, he saw that Julian had already taken a disposable cup and poured her some water.
The corners of Jonathanâs lips curled up. He thought to himself, âThis kid is not bad. Heâs quite smart.â
Jonathan handed the water in his hand to Samuel instead. âMr. Parks, please have some water.â
âThank you, thank you.â Samuel immediately thanked him.
Even the patriarch of an aristocratic family like Samuel could not help but be polite to brilliant doctors.
Firstly, Jonathan had just performed surgery as a favor to Annalise. Secondly, who wouldnât want to rub shoulders with a famous doctor? After all, everyone had fallen sick at least once in their lifetime.
The importance of a doctor was only truly appreciated when one fell sick. A good doctor could even bring someone back from the brink of death. Seeing that John had poured water for Samuel, Julian also poured a glass for his uncle. Sean took the glass and asked Jonathan politely, âProfessor Woods, howâs my mother?â
Jonathan told him that the patient had a severe cerebral hemorrhage. The next 48 hours of observation would be extremely crucial. If there was any more bleeding, a second surgery might be required.
After the 48-hour critical period, Cassandra would still have to stay under observation in the hospital.
Her postoperative treatment plan might change at any time, too. The hospital would arrange for specialists to follow up on the patientâs condition. âThank you, Professor Woods. Thank you. With my motherâs condition, when will she wake up? Or rather, is there a high possibility of her waking up?â Sean asked again.
Their father died early, and Cassandra had raised them. They had a very close relationship with her.
Cassandra was barely seventy years old, but she suddenly had a cerebral hemorrhage.
When their mother suddenly fell, they felt their world was about to collapse. They immediately thought of Uncle Kentâs Energizing Pill. They wanted one for their mother.
Uncle Kent asked them to deliver it to the hospital immediately. He contacted someone and brought the Energizing Pill over. When Jonathan arrived, however, he said Cassandra could not take the pill because she was unconscious and could not swallow.
Jonathan wanted to say that the Energizing Pill did have the effect of prolonging life and regulating the body. However, it was not an immortal pill. It would not cure patients with cerebral hemorrhage.
However, after the surgery, she could ingest it daily to recuperate. âShe has already undergone the surgery. The chances of her waking up are high,â said Jonathan.
He and Annalise had performed the surgery. If Cassandra did not wake up, wouldnât it be a slap to his face and ruin his reputation? âGood, good. Thatâs good. Will my mother be able to live like a normal person after she wakes up?â Sean asked again.
Sean remembered that many patients who suffered from cerebral hemorrhage could not speak after undergoing surgery. Some had crooked mouths, and some were paralyzed.
âIt depends on her post-op recovery. If everything goes to plan, she will be the same as before,â
Jonathan said.
Thank you so much Professor Woods Sean was so grateful to hear that Cassandra would return to normal. Jonathan reminded him. There shouldnât be too many people in the ward. Keep the surroundings quiet Even if the patient hasnât woken up, she might still be conscious. Donât say things that the patient doesnât like to hear Donât agitate the patient.â âOkay Alright.â Sean promised. Samuel looked at Jonathan, then at Annalise He remembered that Annalise was the one who performed acupuncture on him when he was unconscious. It also meant that Annaliseâs medical skills must be excellent. Samuel wanted to ask if Cassandra would recover faster if Annalise performed acupuncture on her. But he could not bring himself to ask.
Annalise looked at Samuelâs worried and troubled expression. She took the initiative to say, âGrandpa, donât worry too much. The surgery was very successful. I will arrange to follow up with acupuncture treatment. She will recover.â