After four hours inside the operation room…
"Finally done," Lucian said, taking a deep breath and wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"She's out of danger now… and it's perfect."
The nurses sitting on the side, exhausted, stared at Lucian with wide eyes.
Dr. Murphy's gaze was fixed on Rose, monitoring her vitals. "It's… perfect," he muttered, almost in disbelief. "I've never seen an operation this flawless."
He couldn't help but be shocked to his core. Sure, removing bullets wasn't an impossible task, but removing even the toxic traces and small fragments, then patching everything up this well? It was extraordinary.
Not to mention, the bullets were lodged in such sensitive areas one wrong move could've killed her.
"Yes, I could've done this operation too," Murphy admitted to himself, "but it would've been extremely difficult." This boy, however… he had done it so perfectly, it was beyond comprehension.