Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 482 Everything Will Be Fine

Jonathan was indeed a very skilled surgeon, but he wasn’t a neurosurgeon. Furthermore, over the past few years, he had been doing less surgery due to his age. He didn’t have much experience in such surgeries either, so even if he had fifty percent confidence in the surgery, he wasn’t brave enough to go ahead with it.

After all, the person on the operating bed right now was the mistress of the Gardner family, not to mention the eldest daughter of the Jenkins family. If something bad happened to her, he wouldn’t be able to bear the consequences.

“I’ll do it,” Nicole suddenly announced.

Jonathan turned his head to glance at Nicole. Julia had mentioned Nicole to him several times, and his daughter had always been full of praises for her friend. He had heard of the surgery that Nicole did for Benedict.

The surgery had been quite a complicated one and even if Jonathan was the one operating on Benedict, the former didn’t have the utmost confidence either.

“Are you sure about that?” Jonathan asked her solemnly.

“Yes.” Nicole nodded. However, she couldn’t step forward abruptly right now, so she turned her head to look at Jonathan before asking, “Right now, judging by Mrs. Gardner’s condition, how much longer can she hold out for?”

must start removing the clot within half an hour; otherwise, her life will

needed time to get ready. “Give me ten minutes and I’ll go get changed. Please help me and

Jonathan nodded.

to the medical room to get changed as she rummaged for equipment that she would need.

found Julia standing by her side, but she wasn’t sure how long Julia had been there. The

chat. Mrs. Gardener is in a critical condition and I

because she had heard the news. Her mom was the one who’d broken the news to her and mentioned that Anna was involved in a traffic

child

of them had a great connection and they worked

caught a whiff of blood. She couldn’t contain the wave of nausea that hit her and

father and Richard are there in Mrs. Gardner’s

her mouth and she clearly realized that she wasn’t fit to assist

else and after giving the instructions, she turned around and left to enter the operating

frustrated. If he didn’t puff on the cigarette, he usually lit one and watched the cigarette burn slowly as he slowly inhaled the slight whiff of smoke. It