Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss - Chapter 464

Chapter 464:

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Inside the operating room, Khloe inhaled deeply, her gaze steady and filled with determination. Her expression was one of unwavering resolve as she put on her gloves and instructed the nurse and anesthetist, “Let’s begin.”

The anesthesia quickly took effect, and the patient fell into a deep sleep. Standing poised at the operating table, Khloe grasped the intubation tool and adeptly positioned the tube within the patient’s body in mere seconds.

The scene left everyone in complete shock.

How was it possible for Khloe to execute the intubation and initiate extracorporeal circulation so rapidly? How could her proficiency be so extraordinary?

Murmurs of amazement and disbelief filled the room.

“Is this even real? How did she complete the intubation in just ten seconds? This is an exceptionally challenging technique!”

“Khloe has truly concealed her strength. This single act validates her expertise beyond mere showmanship. Those doubtful of her should now remain silent.”

Clinton exhaled.

A long breath escaped Eric, murmuring to himself, “I knew she had it in her.” Eric was equally astounded. Despite knowing Khloe’s remarkable abilities, the fluidity of her movements surpassed his expectations. His feelings were mixed: pride in Khloe’s performance, tempered with a twinge of doubt. Was it possible that he understood Khloe even less than Clinton?

Reluctant to confront this possibility, Eric continued watching Khloe and couldn’t resist saying to Clinton, “You’re overconfident! Selena isn’t just anybody. If Khloe struggles against her, I’ll find a way to support Khloe, unlike you, who only praises without taking concrete actions!”

Clinton responded with a dismissive laugh, his attention never straying from Khloe.

In the operating room, the murmurs from outside reached the ears of the nurses and anesthetists, some of whom cast curious glances toward the source of the noise. However, Khloe remained fully engrossed in her task, her focus never wavering.

With precise movements, Khloe used the scalpel to skillfully separate the skin layers. She opened the chest cavity to reveal a clearly visible surgical field. The assistant surgeon stepped in to hold the retractor, astonished by Khloe’s rapid and precise incisions.

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Khloe then expertly made a smooth, longitudinal cut at the diseased part of the heart, conducted flawless coronary perfusions to the left and right, and began suturing with a polyester thread.

Under the scrutiny of the high-definition camera, Khloe’s skillful handiwork made the tumor at the heart’s edge seem almost cooperative, submitting itself to her scalpel before she removed it.

The excision was flawless, executed with precision and perfection.

This was a case of Wechsler Syndrome, where removing the cardiac tumor posed a formidable challenge. Any minor error could lead to severe arterial bleeding, potentially causing heart failure or other bad complications. Yet, Khloe removed the tumor with ease, as if slicing through butter, without causing any significant bleeding.

With the tumor gone, the valve beneath became accessible. Khloe called out, “Pass me the valve tester.”

But no instrument came her way.

Looking up, Khloe saw the operating room in stunned silence, the medical staff struck dumb, their eyes wide with shock. The anesthetist whispered in awe, “A miracle!”

Khloe frowned slightly as she took the valve suture from the instrument tray and began stitching the aorta and valve together.

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