Although they didnât know Nikitaâs real identity. But they couldnât offend the people Homer brought over.
So, Director Frank said those in a polite tone.
Hearing what Director Frank had said, Nikita smiled. She raised her eyebrows gently. But her expression was still the same. She wasnât angry.
This is not the first time Iâve encountered such a situation.
She was young.
It was so normal that they didnât believe her.
Nowadays, the usual training for students in medical school was about seven years. For freshmen in college, it would take their seven years to get a postgraduate diploma. When they started their work at the hospital, they were almost thirty years old.
And it would take at least three to five years for them to gain experience.
At her age, she was not even qualified to enter the hospital for an internship.
Seeing that a group of people were doubting Nikitaâs ability, Homer frowned and said with a serious look on his face, âIâm not kidding. Malcolmâs surgery will be performed by Nikita, which is also Malcolmâs will.â
Director Frankâs look changed slightly. âButâ¦â
She was a young girl. How could she know anything about any surgery?
And it was an operation on the heart. One little mistake would bring Malcolmâs life in danger.
âMr. Zack, we wouldnât dare to assist a girl who doesnât know anything. A doctor muttered discontentedly, âIf something happens during the operation, who will be responsible?â
âThatâs right. If Mr. Zack insists on letting this girl do the surgery, we wonât dare to participate in this surgeryâ
These doctors were all graduates of famous universities.
They had their pride.
To let them assist a high school student in an operation? They were not willing to do that.
Malcolm was asking for trouble. It was Malcolmâs business if he didnât take his life seriously. They wouldnât bother to change his mind.
But they would never participate in this operation.
It was an insult to them to let a high school student operate while they, the real doctors, were forced to be her assistants.
Hearing that the group of doctors behind him had gotten angry, Director Frank pursed his lips and was about to speak up. At that time, the elevator door slowly opened. And an old man with white hair, wearing glasses and a classy suit, came out of the elevator.
As soon as Director Frank saw the old man, his eyes lit up. He went forward to greet the old man with some excitement, âDr. Charles, youâre here.â
âItâs Dr. Charles.â
âThe director even invited Dr. Charles here.â
âGreat. If Dr. Charles is going to lead this operation, I will be honored to be his assistant.â
âI want to be Dr. Charlesâ assistant too.â
Behind Director Frank, a group of doctors was so excited to see the old man coming out of the elevator.
It was like seeing an icon that they worshiped.
To them, Dr. Charles was indeed their icon.
Dr. Charles was the real big shot in the medical field. He was an expert at National Medical College. He owned the national special allowances and treatment. He was one of three treasures in the domestic medical field.
Any medical student would want to be his student.
All of them were excited, thinking that since Dr. Charles was here, he should be the one to lead Malcolmâs operation.
Then they had to perform well later.
Maybe their future will be determined by their performance later. As long as they could be his students, their future would be promising.
Hearing those doctors excitedly greeted Dr. Charles, Nikita carelessly looked up. And when she saw that old man walking out of the elevator, she was a bit stunned and then squinted her eyes.
This old man looked familiar.
She had a very good memory. As long as she had seen someone, she would not forget. She had met Dr. Charles once in the Lambert family.
He was the doctor that the Lambert family had asked to treat Old Mr. Lambert previously.