Chapter 122


    Chapter 122


    A week?” Sheena frowned in contemtion and rejected. “No, that’s too long. Is there a method to


    have her wake up within two days?”


    “Two days?” Noah was taken aback by his sister’s request and said, “The method I mentioned would


    be the safest, but if you want it within two days…”


    He pondered momentarily before adding, “Then there’s only thest and riskiest procedure.”


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    “What is it?” Sheena’s doe–like eyes lit up eagerly, and she asked, “Noah, how confident are you?”


    “It’s called the Deep Brain Stimtion. It’s an elective surgical procedure in which electrodes are


    imnted into certain brain areas, and the surgical risk is quite high. Even for me, I can only guarantee


    a forty percent sess rate. Are you sure you want to take this risk?”


    Even Noah, an elite in the medical field, only had a 40% sess rate for the surgery.


    If it failed…


    Sheena hesitated briefly before looking at Noah with determination. “Let’s try it! No matter what, I trust


    you, Noah. Prepare yourself. We’ll start soon.”


    Howard knocked on the door and poked his head in, asking, “Is there anything I can help with?


    “You came just in time.” Noah cleared his throat, then added, “Do you have a room in mansion suitable


    for a makeshift operating room?”


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    “The room my private physician stayed in before is suitable. I’ll have the servants prepare it,” Howard


    replied, well aware of his intention.


    Noah nodded, arranging the equipment he brought over, and followed Howard out.


    “Noah, I’ll be your assistant,” Sheena said and followed them out, walking alongside them into the room


    that belonged to the private physician.


    Noah surveyed the room and appeared to be satisfied. “Great. The equipment is all here. We’ll bring in


    the patient after the servants disinfect the room.”


    Auntie Gloria and several servants entered, quickly tidying up the entire room.


    After their helpers gently ced Hannah on the operating table, Noah steadily aimed his tools at her


    head, preparing for the first step.


    “Sheena, check the power source.”


    He double–checked the instruments onest time, ensuring everything was in order. “Everything’s


    ready.”


    Sheena stood silently behind Noah, watching him immerse himself in the procedure.


    Almost five hours passed, yet Noah’s hand holding the surgical knife remained steady, with a


    thinyer of sweat forming on his forehead.


    Sheena carefully held a handkerchief, standing beside him, asionally wiping the sweat


    from his brow.


    “Forceps,” Noah said, extending his hand.


    Sheena did not waste time and promptly handed him the forceps.


    The intensity of the surgery was immense, yet Noah seemed tireless, manipting the surgical


    instruments with great precision.


    Watching his focused demeanor, Sheena marveled at Noah’s genius.


    “Sheena, disinfect the instruments again. We’re about to perform a thoracotomy, and even the slightest


    mistake could lead to infection in the patient,” Noah’s expression turned serious as he cautioned her.


    “Got it!” Sheena replied.


    Howard stood outside the room door, repeatedly checking his watch.


    The surgery had been ongoing for nearly ten hours, and the two had not yet emerged from the room.


    His anxiety grew, but he did not dare to rush in, afraid of disrupting them.


    “Mr. Lawson, there’s news from the Upton family,” the butler whispered.


    Chapter 123