Who is this!
The chief of orthopedics saw a high school girl in uniform barge in, demanding a CT scan, and unconsciously furrowed his brow.
He was about to speak.
The person beside him gently patted his shoulder, leaned in close to his ear, and whispered, "Chief, this is the girl who helped the neurosurgery team with their surgery last ti. Her na is sothing like..."
The other person couldn’t recall it at that mont, but the orthopedic chief took over, his face showing surprise, "Nathalie Quinlan?"
"Yes, yes, that’s right, her na is Nathalie Quinlan. I heard she’s a student at No. 1 Middle School, excellent grades. My daughter attends the sa school. These past few days, the talk has been that experts from the dical Departnt at Tsinghua University personally went to our school to scout for talent, aiming for her. The principal of No. 1 Middle School didn’t want to let her go; after all, keeping Nathalie Quinlan could an that this year’s top provincial exam scores may fall to our school. Both sides are still pulling at each other now."
There weren’t many doctors in their hospital who graduated from the dical Departnt at Tsinghua University.
If a student with such a rank from this kind of school were to apply to their hospital, they would surely be destined for research and not need to work on the front line, a person with an unlimited future.
This is real talent.
And she’s only a high school student.
years old.
It’s truly disheartening when comparing with others!
"Hey, I’ve seen the online video of her performing surgery, that high-precision technique, I’ve never even seen it before, no wonder the neurosurgeons couldn’t stop praising her afterward. Chief, just let her look at the CT scans, maybe she has a way."
"..."
The orthopedic chief, with equally over thirty years in the field, had heard the legends about this high school girl in the hospital. Alongside his surprise, he harbored even more skepticism.
Especially when he saw his own front-line staff looking at the girl with cold, pale skin with such expectation, as if she truly was a savior.
Just then,
a low, firm voice rang out.
"Give her the CT scan."
He turned his head to look, and the grand Buddha from Beijing had spoken out.
The handso brows and eyes of the other party suppressed a surging fierceness, his eyes deep like the sea, dark and without daylight, yet roiling with vigor.
With just one inadvertent glance, his heart skipped a beat, and without hesitation, he imdiately handed the item he held to Nathalie Quinlan, "Be careful with it, don’t damage the film."
"Mhm." Nathalie took the film from his hands nonchalantly, squinted at the light source, and began to ticulously examine it.
The ward fell silent.
Seeing that she kept staring at that film, silent for a long while, the orthopedic chief grew even more skeptical and began to instruct her.
"You should look at these two places, his tibia and fibula. You can see the tibia is misaligned, which is an open fracture; there are fractures at two nodes, slightly involving the area where the fibula is comminuted..."
Nathalie was concentrating on her own viewing, seemingly engrossed, without so much as acknowledging him.
The orthopedic chief felt he was losing face, not very pleased, but in front of Amadeus Yancey, he suppressed his dissatisfaction and interrupted Nathalie Quinlan again, "You’ve been looking for so long, do you have any different insights?"
If not, then don’t delay their diagnostic treatnt!
Did she even understand the golden hour of ergency rescue or know that this child was dood to beco disabled?
Amadeus Yancey, seeing how earnestly she was examining, noted that Nathalie hadn’t paid attention even after the orthopedic chief had spoken to her several tis, his exceptional face grew somber, and his dark eyes turned toward the girl, whose facial features were beautiful and refined.
"Nathalie, how is it? Does Edric have a chance for a better turn?"
His voice was one of those that were very low, the kind that online would be referred to as a bass cannon because of its deep, magnetic quality; entrancing, always seeming to tap a rhythm on your heart.
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