Chapter 108



She swiftly changed into the fresh set of clothes, adjusted her wig, and slipped on a mask and glasses, readying herself for the task ahead.

The four of them made their way to the operating room via a secluded entrance, ensuring privacy. In the changing room, accessible only to their team, Kori assisted Belinda with her surgical gown, mask, protective goggles, and gloves.

After completing the sterilization process, they all proceeded to the operating room.

In the adjacent observation room, the doctors who had been selected to watch the surgery were brimming with anticipation as Star’s team made their entrance.

“Is that really Star? She looks so young! I heard she was under thirty, but seeing her in person is another thing entirely,” one doctor said in awe.

“Watching my idol perform surgery is literally a dream come true!” another murmured excitedly.

“This is going to be incredible! I’ve read about Star’s quick and precise techniques,” commented a third.

Meanwhile, Turner’s face clouded over. He struggled to reconcile Star’s youthful appearance with her reputed surgical prowess. At twenty-eight, he had only been an intern, nowhere near the level of acclaim that Star, not even thirty, had achieved. Rumors of Star’s flawless record in performing complex surgeries only intensified his frustration.

In the operating room, Star and her team meticulously planned their approach, outlining the steps for aortic valve repair, sinus reconstruction, ascending aorta replacement, and total arch replacement. Once the anesthesia was administered and the patient stabilized with no complications, they commenced the surgery.

In the observation room, the chatter subsided as the doctors focused intently on the procedure unfolding before them, captivated by each precise movement of Star, unwilling to miss a single detail of her technique.

As the hours stretched on, restlessness began to set in among the spectators, with many shifting in their postures to find comfort.

“Monitor the heart rate.”

“Check the blood pressure.”

“Pass the hemostatic clamp.”

Four hours into the procedure, Addie meticulously dabbed sweat from Star’s forehead. Despite the intense focus required, Star’s hands remained impressively steady. She showed no sign of fatigue.

Twenty minutes later, Star’s voice broke the silence. “Start suturing.”

Fred responded from across the table, “Right away.”

With that, the crucial part of the surgery was effectively concluded.

The murmurs in the observation room hardly helped to capture Star’s efficiency. “Is it over already?”

“Incredible, just over four hours. No wonder Star is so renowned for her speed.”

“The precision was extraordinary. Absolutely seamless!”

“Yes, she lives up to her reputation as the top surgeon. Remarkable!”

As Fred continued with the suturing and Star began to step away from the operating table, Turner stood speechless, overwhelmed by the excellent skill he had just witnessed. He found himself unable to articulate his astonishment.

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