Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle



Chapter 3402 The Surgery Is A Success

All three of them stepped out of the vehicle.

Hera realized that the surgery might already be over and could not wait to hear the results. Abel, equally eager, immediately asked as soon as he saw them, "Is the surgery finished?"

"Yes, the surgery was successful. The transplant was completed, and all the nerves we could connect have been repaired. Now, it's up to the follow-up treatment," answered Shanks.

The doctor who had been kicked out earlier stared in disbelief.

They actually succeeded in the transplant?

How was that even possible?

"Great, fantastic!" Abel let out a sigh of relief before bursting into laughter.

What had seemed impossible in modern medicine had achieved a different outcome in Shanks' hands.

Unlike others who might celebrate the medical breakthrough, Abel's joy came from a more personal place-Kassy would soon return to his side. His delight was unmistakable.

"T-This can't be!" muttered the dismissed doctor, who was still in shock. "A surgery this revolutionary is beyond current medical capabilities. It's impossible!"

Shanks' gaze turned icy as he looked at the doctor. "You thought it was impossible, so you tried to sabotage my surgery?"

The doctor lowered his head and said nothing.noveldrama

Shanks continued, "The nerve you damaged took us half an hour to repair. Your deliberate sabotage nearly ruined the entire procedure."

He was furious.

Normally, Shanks would not bother with the politics or people involved in Abel's choices.

However, the so-called 'renowned ophthalmologist' Abel brought in had caused serious trouble today, and Shanks' patience had run out. The one thing Shanks could not tolerate was anyone sabotaging his research.

Turning his anger toward Abel, Shanks snapped, "The person you brought in nearly destroyed the culmination of my work-all because you stubbomly refused to let Luca assist me. Abel, my research is what I value most. You owe me an explanation for this."

Abel felt humiliated being called out in front of everyone.

However, knowing the significance of Shanks' groundbreaking achievement, he quickly suppressed his pride and shifted the blame onto the doctor.

"Don't worry, I'll give you an explanation," replied Abel. Then, he glared coldly at the doctor. "I paid you so much to bring you here. Today, you'd better have an explanation for me."

The doctor shuddered and glanced at his colleague for help. However, the other doctor quickly looked away, pretending not to notice. He was just as terrified and had no intention of stepping in to help.

Shanks was not interested in whatever Abel or the doctors had to say. His anger was still simmering. The surgery almost failed because of this, and he was not about to let this slide.

Whether it was Abel or the doctor, Shanks expected them to take responsibility.

"The patient must stay here for 24 hours. Once everything checks out, they can be transferred back," Shanks turned to Luca and instructed.

"Okay, Mr. Shanks." Luca nodded.

The doctor who had been removed from the procedure shuddered and quietly asked, "Um, can I leave now?"

He was directing the question to Luca.

Luca turned to look at Abel instead.

Abel pulled out a check and handed it to the doctor. "You'd better keep everything that happened today confidential. If I find out you leaked anything, don't blame me for not being nice. Do you understand?"

"Understood. Don't worry, I won't say a word." The ophthalmologist shuddered as he took the check. He glanced at the amount before quickly leaving, feeling satisfied.

"Wait for me," said the other doctor when he saw the ophthalmologist leaving, rushing to follow.

The doctor's plea was ignored, however.

Desperate, he turned to Abel. "Mr. Abel, I... I made a mistake. I was too short-sighted and didn't believe the surgery could succeed, so I tried to sabotage it. Please forgive me." "Forgive you?" Abel's tone was cold and menacing as he chuckled darkly. "Do you think it's that easy?"

Then, Abel raised his hand and slapped the doctor across the face.

The force was so strong that the weak doctor immediately spat out a mouthful of dark blood.

"Blood... Blood.." The doctor staggered back, struggling to stay upright.

Abel stepped forward, looking down at him. "Aren't you a doctor? Why are you so afraid of blood?"

"..." The doctor was at a loss for words.

"Are you a fake doctor?" Abel asked again.

The doctor replied quickly, "No! I'm a real doctor! I graduated from a top medical university and even studied abroad for a few years. You can check it all. I didn't lie to you. I have a good reputation in the field. Many of my patients have improved their vision after my treatment."

"Graduated from a reputable medical university, huh? Impressive, huh?" Abel's eyes darkened. "If you're so skilled, how did you manage to sabotage this surgery?"

The doctor stepped back, unsure how to explain. If he admitted that he had not wanted the surgery to succeed, would he be killed?

He believed that this surgery went against the principles of modern medicine. Animal trials had failed, so how could they perform such a procedure on a human? Was this not treating a person's life like a joke?

He could not allow such a surgery to succeed!

Hence, he intentionally tried to sabotage it, never expecting that Shanks would catch him as soon as he made a move.

Not only was he kicked out, but the surgery was a success!

The doctor felt like everything was surreal, almost like a dream. Still, the sharp pain on his face reminded him this was no dream.

The surgery was successful. No matter whether the patient would regain sight later, the eyeballs had been successfully transplanted.

"I just thought that this surgery was too reckless. It's irresponsible to the patient, and I didn't want to take responsibility for it...". The doctor struggled to speak. His face was swelling up so badly that his words were slurred.

Abel let out a cold sneer, his gaze colder than before.

"When you signed the agreement and took the deposit, you didn't say such words. Well, Dr. Lane, you're digging your own grave." His voice was icy, like a deathly specter.

The doctor trembled with regret, wishing he had not been so greedy when he agreed to the job.

"I can return the deposit!" he begged. "I won't tell anyone about the surgery you did today. Just let me go!"

The doctor was certain they would not kill him over this.

However, if he got beaten up, it would not be worth it either.

He was essentially practicing medicine without a license. If he reported everything to the police, it would ruin his own career. Hence, he would not go to the authorities. He was not willing to destroy his future.

The doctor now regretted his decision, wishing he had never gotten involved in this mess.

"Do you think I'm short on that little bit of money?" Abel said coldly. He had planned not to pursue any responsibility after the surgery, whether it succeeded or not, and even pay the doctors.

Unfortunately, there were always people who would push him to the point where he wanted to kill.

From a distance, Shanks' voice could be heard. "If you're going to handle it, take him away. Don't make a mess here."