Chapter 90: If She Isn't a Genius, What Is She?
"Your surgical plan is excellent, but the technique you proposed is something very few doctors can actually perform. Relatively speaking, Mia's approach is more conservative."
In the end, they still thought she was just talking big and didn't have the ability to back it up.
Ava wasn't bothered. She curved her lips slightly. "I hope you'll stick to your opinion, Mr. Myers."
With that, Ava turned and left.
Barry's shrewd eyes narrowed, finding Ava increasingly arrogant and overconfident.
Ava went to check on Briar in his hospital room, observed his condition, and was heading back to her office. Just as she reached the office door, she saw a man in a suit standing there.
It was Samuel, Joshua's assistant. Naturally, he was among the elite of the elite—his image and demeanor were impeccable. Standing there, he drew plenty of attention. Several doctors and nurses approached him for his contact information, but Samuel politely turned them all down.
Seeing this, Ava smiled and walked over.
When Samuel finally saw Ava, it was like seeing his savior. He was about to lose his mind from all these women and their various questions.
As Ava got closer, she noticed Samuel's ears had turned red.
"Samuel, are you here looking for a girlfriend?"
Samuel bowed respectfully to Ava. "Ms. Davis, Mr. Thomas asked me to bring you lunch."
Hearing his purpose and seeing the elegant food container he held out, Ava couldn't help but feel her temples throb. "Go back and tell him the hospital has a cafeteria. I don't need this."
"Mr. Thomas said you're still recovering from your illness and need to nourish your body. These were all bought according to your preferences, and he added some ingredients to replenish your blood and energy. Mr. Thomas also said if you refuse, I'm to wait here until you're willing to eat."
Ava felt a headache coming on.
Seeing Ava's silence as continued refusal, Samuel returned to his previous position and stood there properly.
Ava furrowed her brows helplessly. She couldn't just leave him standing there. She raised her hand. "Give it to me."
Samuel immediately handed over what he was holding. "Ms. Davis, enjoy your meal."
Ava took it and said flatly, "Tell him not to send anything next time."
"Yes, I'll pass your message to Mr. Thomas, but I should remind you—it probably won't make much difference."
He even reminded her about that. Ava rubbed her forehead. She really had to thank him for that.
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At 2 PM, the surgery proceeded as scheduled. This operation had extremely high attention.
Everything was ready. After anesthesia and opening the chest, the surgery began.
"What's happening in there?"
"The surgery has been going for half an hour."
Although this surgery ultimately fell to Mia, Joseph wasn't at ease. He stayed in the observation room, watching closely without daring to relax for a moment. After all, this surgery also had high public attention.
"You don't need to be so nervous. You can trust Mia's medical skills. She can complete this surgery well." Barry stood beside him, his wise eyes watching the people in the operating room, full of confidence.
"You seem to trust Mia too much."
Joseph frowned slightly.
"And you trust Ava too much."
"I naturally trust her. Her medical skills are far more than what you've seen." Joseph's voice was absolutely firm.
"These past few days, she does seem to have some ability, but her greatest ability is talking big. Young people are impulsive and easily make bold claims. But Mia is different. She has a pure and calm mind, completely focused on saving lives. And do you know about Victor?"
"I do. Severe heart failure. Mia was Victor's attending physician."
"Yes. Victor was in critical condition, and Mia saved him. At the time, I noticed the treatment method Mia used—very few people can do it. Not only did she get Victor out of danger, but she also helped him recover quickly, which shows her medical skills have reached an extremely high level." Barry's face was full of pride as he spoke.
Practicing that treatment method requires extremely high talent. Of course, that's not enough—you also need a calm enough mindset and diligent practice. The difficulty is really high, and not many people can stick with it.
"You and I both know this requires extremely high medical talent. At such a young age, she's reached this level. Tell me, isn't someone like that a genius?" Barry looked sideways at Joseph.
Joseph's brow furrowed slightly, seeming somewhat doubtful. "You're saying Mia's medical skills are very advanced?"
"Exactly. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I'm pretty sure. Mia keeps a low profile, so I didn't call her out on it."
"So that's why you think so highly of her."
"Of course. And the prescriptions she writes are very thorough, without a single unnecessary medication. When I saw them, I felt I couldn't match her."
Hearing Barry's extremely high praise of Mia, Joseph grew more suspicious. Barry had always had high standards when judging people, and there were very few who could earn such high praise from him.
But based on Joseph's years of understanding the hospital's doctors, Mia was far from the person Barry described.
In Joseph's view, if Mia's medical skills were really that advanced, given her showy and boastful personality, it would have spread far and wide already.
So Joseph didn't believe it. Instead, he thought of someone else.
Seeing Barry's completely trusting attitude, Joseph smiled without saying anything.
The cold alarm of the equipment broke the silence of the moment.
"What's happening?" Joseph quickly stood up, his brow tightly furrowed.
"The patient is hemorrhaging."
"The patient's heart has stopped."