His unwanted wife, the world's coveted genius - Chapter 105

Chapter 105:

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Baker seemed bent on making her life difficult. Belinda knew that to him, only Kylee mattered. Whether she found happiness or languished in misery seemed entirely irrelevant to him.

When Lucas noticed the bitterness in Belinda’s expression, his brows furrowed slightly. His tone was calm but firm. “My dad wrote them a check for five hundred thousand. Medical expenses and a bribe to keep their mouths shut about the matter.”

Belinda’s eyes widened. “He did?”

She had not expected Harold to do that. For a moment, she was at a loss for words. The chill she had carried since that incident seemed to thaw. Warmth spread through her body, softening her heart.

Seeing her subtle smile, Lucas snorted in disdain.

Her emotions were really easy to change.

The next day.

Grand Plains General Hospital, Cardiac Surgery Department.

Every doctor in the department had assembled for an urgent meeting. The night before, a high-risk elderly patient had been admitted to the hospital, and now, the team was gathered to review the case and determine their course of action.

Dr. Turner Ortiz, the head of the Cardiac Surgery Department, began his explanation with a measured tone. “The patient, Larkin Beckett, is 85 years old. A year ago, during a routine check-up, a cardiac abnormality was discovered, and he was diagnosed with Type B aortic dissection. We performed surgery at that time to seal the tear in his artery using a stent. However, earlier this morning, he was rushed back to the hospital complaining of chest discomfort. His blood pressure had spiked to 190, and further tests revealed that the dissection had progressed toward the heart, forming a Type A aortic dissection.”

After a pause, he continued, “The CT scan confirmed the involvement of the ascending aorta and the entire aortic arch. Additionally, a 5-centimeter aortic dissection aneurysm has developed. The aneurysm’s rapid growth poses an imminent risk of rupture and sudden death. Surgery is urgently needed.”

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The room fell silent as Turner’s words sank in. The doctors exchanged uneasy glances, but no one spoke. Type A aortic dissection was infamously known as a “death sentence,” with a high mortality rate even under the best circumstances. For an 85-year-old patient with hypertension and other complications, the challenge was exponentially greater.

The heavy silence stretched on, broken only when Darlene suddenly asked, “Dr. Ortiz, if you were to perform the surgery, what would the success rate be?”

Turner’s frown deepened. The question seemed to irk him, but seeing the anticipation in the room, he reluctantly answered, “Thirty… No, forty percent.” He had started to say thirty but decided to raise the number.

The response did little to ease the tension in the room. A forty percent success rate was far from ideal—too low for a procedure of such magnitude.

“Dr. Ortiz, don’t you think a forty percent success rate is too low?” Belinda spoke up, her voice calm but firm.

Turner turned his sharp gaze toward Belinda. He knew she was new to the department, brought in under unusual circumstances. Apparently, she had connections. Without undergoing the standard examination process, she had been assigned by Caiden directly to their team as a full-staff resident—a fact that had not gone unnoticed by him.

Before Turner could respond, Kylee interjected, “Belinda, Dr. Ortiz is the best surgeon in our department. This surgery is extraordinarily complex, and a forty percent success rate is already very high. Anyone else would struggle to reach even that.”

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