Although Dr. Beck wasn’t very confident deep down, there was no trace of worry on his face. As the backbone, he had to stay composed, especially since he proposed the surgery.
With the support of the hospital president, Dr. Beck gathered the department’s physicians to discuss the surgical plan and specific implementation details. Due to the patient’s family’s special status, any mistake in the surgery was absolutely unacceptable, and thorough preparation was necessary.
Vice President Charley declared the end of the meeting.
Leo leaned in and quietly asked Dr. Mond, “Dr. Mond, which room is Paul in?”
Seeing Leo making such an intimate move towards the woman he secretly admired, Dr. Quiller couldn’t help but pat Leo’s shoulder hard. “What are you doing with Dr. Mond?”
The bespectacled man chimed in, “I suggest you stay away from Dr. Mond!”
Leo stood up from his seat, then turned and faced Dr. Quiller with a stern look. “Extend the hand you just used to hit me.”
“Oh, do you want another slap from me?” Dr. Quiller raised his right hand, attempting to hit Leo’s shoulder again.
However, before his hand could land, Leo grabbed his wrist, and with a crisp sound, dislocated Dr. Quiller’s right wrist in an instant.
“Ah…!” The intense pain made Dr. Quiller cry out, drenched in cold sweat.
“How dare you start a fight here!?” Leo’s act of dislocating Dr. Quiller’s right wrist was witnessed vividly by the bespectacled man. He instinctively took a step back, fear evident on his face.
“Dr. Mond, let’s go,” Leo didn’t want to waste time with these two guys. He spoke to Dr. Mond.
Dr. Mond nodded, and the two walked out of the meeting room.
“Hey! Don’t just walk away!” The bespectacled man shouted.
“Never mind them. Help me reconnect my hand; it hurts like hell,” Dr. Quiller called out, sucking in a breath.
In the corridor, Dr. Mond said with interest, “Leo, that move you used on Dr. Quiller was impressive. Can you teach me?”
“Of course, maybe one day when you have time, you can come to the Nameless Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic to be my apprentice,” Leo joked.
“Okay.” Unexpectedly, Dr. Mond took it seriously.
As they chatted, they headed towards the ICU room where Paul was.
Just as they reached the door, a nurse hurried over and asked, “Doctors, which department are you from, and what do you want to do?”
Paul was currently a critically monitored patient, under the watchful eyes of a nurse 24/7. Hence, the nurse questioned Dr. Mond and Leo.
Dr. Mond showed the nurse his work ID and explained, “Dr. Beck is discussing the surgery plan with experts in the meeting room, so he asked us to come and check the patient’s condition first.”
The nurse stepped aside, indicating they could enter.
In the ward, Paul lay on the bed in a semi-comatose state, relying on a ventilator for normal breathing. Leo asked Dr. Mond to find a pair of medical gloves for him, and then he began examining Paul’s body, finally checking his pulse.
After finishing the pulse examination, Leo accurately assessed Paul’s condition. He and Dr. Mond then left the ward and returned to the meeting room.
In the meeting room, the bespectacled man worked hard to fix Dr. Quiller’s dislocated wrist. Seeing Leo and Dr. Mond return, he hastily said, “That bastard is back with Dr. Mond.”
“Perfect timing. After the meeting, I’ll make sure to teach him a lesson!” Dr. Quiller sneered at Leo, his voice chilling.
At this moment, Dr. Beck and his team concluded their discussion. The surgery plan was finalized, with thorough consideration of the details. The next step was to implement the surgery according to the plan.
Dr. Beck clapped his hands, thanking his colleagues who would assist him in the surgery. “Thanks, everyone. The surgery plan is set. Tonight, I’ll go through the details again. If there are no issues, we’ll officially begin the surgery at 9 a. m. tomorrow.”
“You can’t operate the surgery!”
As Dr. Beck finished speaking, a loud voice echoed in the meeting room.
Everyone turned to see the source of the voice, and upon recognizing the speaker, expressions of surprise appeared on their faces.
“Who is this young man? He seems so unfamiliar; I’ve never seen him before.”
“He’s probably from another hospital. What does he mean by saying no surgery?”
“I don’t know. Could he be here to cause trouble?”
Leo walked directly to the podium.
Leo looked at Dr. Beck and the others, boldly declaring, “If you proceed with the surgery, it will undoubtedly fail, and the patient will die on the spot!”
“May I ask who you are…?” Vice President Charley pushed up his glasses, carefully examining Leo to confirm he had never seen this person before. He was also in charge of recruitment. If this young man was a new employee here, he should have some impression.
“Are you… Leo Bloomer?” Dr. Beck scrutinized Leo, somewhat uncertain.
Leo smiled at him. “I am Leo Bloomer.”
Hearing Leo’s affirmative reply, both Dr. Beck and his colleagues showed expressions of pleasant surprise.
Leo’s name was well-known to them. Especially Dr. Beck, although he had only met Leo once, he vividly remembered the miraculous things Leo had done.
First, he treated Harry Toby’s father, then Darren Hansom’s daughter, and even the policeman and the foreigner with insomnia.
Every challenging and seemingly insurmountable case in this hospital was solved by Leo and his extraordinary Chinese medicine skills.
“Dr. Bloomer, didn’t expect to see you here,” the doctors greeted Leo excitedly.
Since Leo and Dr. Mond sat in the second-to-last row earlier, they didn’t notice Leo.
Seeing the doctors’ excitement, President Mackintosh found it strange and asked, “Dr. Beck, who is he?”
Dr. Beck replied, “President Mackintosh, this is Dr. Bloomer, a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.”
Hearing it was a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, President Mackintosh’s expression darkened slightly. The hospital’s doctors being so enthusiastic about such a young Chinese medicine practitioner made the hospital president feel uneasy.
Today’s seminar was a confidential meeting due to the special status of the patient and family. It wasn’t meant to be disclosed or attended by outsiders.
“Young man, since you’re not from our hospital, why did you come to this seminar?” President Mackintosh’s tone turned colder.
Dr. Quiller and the bespectacled man also approached. Hearing the conversation, the bespectacled man deliberately shouted, “I knew it; this man is not from our hospital. I said he looked suspicious.”