The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 897

The patient naturally sided with Irene, supporting her choice.

“Very well!” the media representatives said.

After all, everything from the promotional efforts to planning was already completed. Having to edit out the sensationalism was much more preferable to throwing away everything they had prepared.

Irene was a little nervous since she was not used to facing the media, but the composure she honed from her career quickly calmed her down.

At the start of the livestream, the patients’ parents described their child’s condition and how difficult it was to seek medical treatment. They went on to tell everyone that their child was only saved because Hotmesh Research managed to develop an artificial heart in time, and that gave their child a chance to live.

The host then asked Irene, “Were you nervous when you took the scalpel, Dr. Spencer?”

“That would hinder my performance,” Irene replied calmly. “Nerves have no place in this line of work.”

“Indeed, most doctors possess a stout heart,” the host said.

Irene would not deny it.

During autopsy lessons, they would watch their professors slice a body open, using cadavers as specimens to introduce every part of the human body, as well as the layout of the internal organs. It was certainly too overwhelming a scene for any newcomer to adapt to immediately, and those who could not would throw up right away!

“And why have you chosen this profession in the first place?” the host then asked.

I love it,” Irene said

young, but you already became the director of Hotmesh Research.

In fact, I only became director because of a series of lucky

thanks to him that she got a job at

a lot of people had worked very hard, but not everyone had

her flow was disrupted

put in plenty of hard work on the development

director—contributed more than I have, starting from the founding of Hotmesh, which I’m convinced would be the most difficult

would never be difficult to build something out of a

foundation from nothing was a challenge not all

it was a begrudging one as she tried

complaining inwardly to herself—how was she

be pleased that the transplant

successful surgery is

to be more questions, but they were edited out since

on the patient sharing a testimonial for

not used

her outside. “How did it go?”

and as she got into her car, he