Chapter 208



At that moment, Kylee’s control slipped. She also made a mistake, but unlike Belinda, she was unable to correct her mistake.

Panic overtook her, and within moments, the simulation delivered its verdict, beeping three times. “Surgery Failed.”

The words flashed across Kylee’s screen. The audience watching this was stunned.

“Kylee failed!” one person said in shock.

“That mistake was fixable. If only she’d kept her head, she could’ve corrected her mistake.”

“She panicked—that’s what cost her. She is clearly not experienced in this. Still, she has done remarkably well to get this far.”

“Now, we need to see whether Belinda will succeed.”

Turner’s smug confidence cracked as Kylee’s failure registered. His expression darkened, a flicker of worry breaking through. But after a moment, he leaned back in his seat, regaining his composure. He knew that even though Kylee had failed, it wouldn’t matter if Belinda also failed, and he was sure Belinda would not succeed.

At worst, this round would end in a draw, leaving time for further preparation before the next competition.

Ten minutes later, Kylee entered the auditorium, her face pale, looking defeated.

Turner felt a twinge of anger when he saw Kylee, but he knew that there was no point in scolding her now. So, he let Kylee settle down beside him and reassured her, “It’s okay. You’ve done better this time than you ever did before. But you still need to work on your mindset. It’s imperative that you stay calm under pressure and don’t rush the procedure. Everything falls apart when you panic. Do you understand?”

Kylee pressed her lips into a tight line and nodded.

After a few seconds, she turned to him with regret in her eyes. “I’m sorry, Mr. Ortiz. I… I let you down.”

Turner sighed softly and replied, “It’s no big deal. Just make sure you don’t repeat the same mistake next time.”

But Kylee was still anxious. “But… will there be a next time for me?”

Her gaze drifted to the screen, where Belinda was still performing the surgery. She felt a ball of dread in the pit of her stomach.

Turner chuckled lightly and gestured toward the screen. “Can’t you see? Belinda is all by herself now.”

That reminder hit Kylee with a stark realization. “What is going on?” she asked with a confused expression.

A meaningful smile appeared on Turner’s face, but he said nothing.

Kylee’s eyes flickered briefly. After noticing how confident Turner was, she felt her anxiety melting away.

She fixed her gaze on the screen and watched in silence. The minutes ticked by. Belinda’s movements were faster now, but her hands remained steady.

At that point, both Turner’s and Kylee’s faces began to turn pale. Was it actually possible for Belinda to finish the surgery successfully?

Just then, “She did it!”

“She actually succeeded!”

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