At that moment, her phone buzzed. She checked it and found a message from Vincent. “Katelyn, where did you go?”
Setting aside the medical records, Katelyn responded, “Hospital.” Her brief reply conveyed everything necessary, and Vincent understood her situation immediately. He chose not to ask further. Their understanding of each other meant no further explanation was needed. Katelyn pocketed her phone, resumed reviewing the documents, and then said to another nurse, “Please take me to the operating room.” After all, this was a hospital in Yata, and Katelyn wasn’t familiar with the layout.
The nurse acknowledged and led the way. “Okay, Hades, right this way.” As Katelyn was about to leave the room, she shifted her gaze from the documents to Austen and said, “I won’t charge for treating Elora, but I need you to do something for me.”
Austen met her gaze in silence.
Without waiting for his response, Katelyn added, “I won’t ask you to do anything illegal or immoral, but it might be dangerous.”
Currently, all of Katelyn’s forces were under surveillance by the T Organization. So, she needed an outsider to carry out her task, and Austen seemed to be the most fitting one.
Austen promptly replied, “Hades, I am ready for your orders.” As long as illegality and immorality weren’t involved, the danger was the one thing he feared the least.
Katelyn ceased speaking, gathered the documents, and exited while reviewing them.
The walk from the ward to the operating room took only a few minutes, during which Katelyn thoroughly reviewed and memorized the documents.
After undergoing full-body disinfection, she entered the operating room. Elora was already prepped on the operating table, evidencing the professionalism of the hospital staff.
As Katelyn walked over, a doctor in surgical attire beside her spoke respectfully, saying, “Hades, I am the director of this hospital, and I have a request, if you would permit it.”
Despite his glasses, the anticipation in his eyes was evident.
Katelyn slightly furrowed her brow and softly said, “Proceed.”
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The director seemed somewhat hesitant. “May I invite a few doctors to observe? Your medical expertise is highly respected, and they wish to learn from you.”
Katelyn grasped the situation immediately.
Elora was suffering from a mental health disorder. Few doctors were capable of performing surgery for this type of illness, as it demanded advanced medical skills to carry out. Given the complexity of the human brain, ordinary doctors simply wouldn’t be able to comprehend it. Even experienced doctors who specialized in this field might not be able to accomplish it.
The director continued to watch Katelyn, feeling a bit anxious, worried that she might refuse.
Katelyn was unperturbed by the request and responded calmly, “No problem.”
In that instant, relief washed over the director.
Yet, Katelyn interjected, “However…”
The director’s heart lifted once more as he looked at Katelyn, waiting for her to speak.
“There must be enough space for me to operate comfortably, and the number of observers must be limited.”
This was her basic principle. She was open to having an audience during her procedures. She believed that spreading medical knowledge was beneficial. The more people who mastered these skills, the more lives could be saved.
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