Chapter 4
The truth was so close, and yet I had never noticed it.
Before I passed out, I had Lily take me to the top hospital in the city, where their specialist doctors removed the healthy brain tissue that hadn’t been damaged.
The doctors were shocked, but seeing that I was on the verge of losing my vital signs, and after Lily brought a liability
waiver, they had no choice but to proceed.
Over the next few days, I miraculously began to recover.
Meanwhile, Layla’s fame was spreading far and wide with each passing day.
After all, everyone had seen the footage of her surgery.
To put it simply, it was horrifying.
Countless viewers flooded the live stream chat with comments.
“Who understands my feelings? Us medical students are about to break down! We’ve been studying theory for so long,
but I can’t even understand how Layla is performing this surgery!”
“I’m dying. My professor was so freaked out, he literally put down his scalpel and started considering a career change.
FYI, he’s Dr. Miller from Ashbury.”
Anyone with a bit of medical knowledge could tell that Layla’s hands were trembling during the surgery.
Even Nova’s high-definition camera equipment made it clear that Layla had removed the healthy part of the patient’s brain.
Yet, the billionaire heiress suffered no ill effects and was discharged from the hospital the same day.
Many medical experts were left speechless, calling out that they had wasted years in their careers.
If they had tried to do what Layla did, their patients would be dead for sure.
After several days of rest, my complexion returned to a healthy hue.
Nova, still curious, asked, “You sustained such serious injuries, and Layla’s surgery was a huge failure. How are you looking like nothing happened?”
I mysteriously raised a finger to my lips. “It’s a secret. It’s only useful when revealed at the right moment.”
Soon, the controversy surrounding Layla spread nationwide.
People quickly dug up Layla’s academic background.
With an SAT score that low, she shouldn’t have even made it past community college, let alone medical school.
And to top it off, she even claimed she studied at the top medical school in the country.
“Doesn’t this just stamp ‘unqualified’ on her forehead?”
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“Dr. Hart, who was fired before, was a top graduate from Eastridge Medical Institute. It took her five years to become a department head. But Layla became a deputy director in just two weeks! With a surgery like that, there’s definitely something fishy going on!”
Faced with such widespread criticism, Layla had no choice but to announce the suspension of pain-free surgeries.
But how could the patients, who had tasted the benefits of pain-free procedures, bear to endure the pain again?
The hospital became eerily quiet.
People gathered outside, holding banners, demanding that Layla resume the surgeries.
With red eyes, she stepped outside, her voice choked with emotion. “I know everyone wants treatment, but the continuous insults over the past few days have taken a toll on my mental health.”
“I think, for the time being, I can’t hold a scalpel anymore.”
“I don’t know who hired internet trolls to slander me, but they’ve succeeded in their goal!”
Watching her fake grievance, wasn’t she just trying to shift the blame onto me?
I immediately pushed through the crowd and stood up. “Layla, if you can’t handle it, just resign! I can perform pain-free surgery now!”
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