The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 199: Losing Wholeheartedly!_1
Just then, the light above the operating room door changed from red to green.
Candice Yancey couldn’t help but take a step forward, asking anxiously, "Is Edric about to come out?"
"He should be."
Alfred Garland felt equally nervous, but after glance at Amadeus, standing by calmly with complete trust in Ms. Quinlan, he silently swallowed his words.
God bless. Hopefully, Ms. Quinlan’s miraculous skills had saved the young master’s leg.
He didn’t ask for the young master to have perfectly healthy legs like other children, at least not to lose his left foot directly because of this accident.
The doors of the operating room burst open from the inside.
They saw a group of doctors in white coats come out first.
But after coming out, the doctors didn’t rush to report the results to the patient’s family but stood outside the operating room one by one, as if waiting for someone.
Finally, a slender figure stepped out, bathed in the light from the operating room.
Candice Yancey saw her remove her mask, revealing an extremely young face.
At first glance, though startlingly beautiful, one could tell she was not old, possibly not even 20 years old.
This...
How did a young girl end up in the operating room?
And dressed in surgical attire?
What the hell was happening in McKinney City Hospital?
Had they gone mad?
Nathalie Quinlan removed her mask wearily, the tender skin of her face so delicate that the edges of the mask left two red marks, with the reddened area slightly swollen, showing a severe allergy.
It was a shocking sight.
But she didn’t care and removed her gloves too, tossing both gloves and mask into a nearby trash can. She looked exhausted but her expression was relaxed as she said to the group of doctors outside the operating room.
"I want to arrange for his discharge, to let him recuperate at home, is that okay?"
Had it been a few hours earlier, the chief of orthopedics would certainly have thought she was making a fuss.
After having personally witnessed her high-level surgical skill, he no longer had any doubts about Nathalie Quinlan and even admired her superb technique from the bottom of his heart.
"With you there, of course, it’s possible. I will have the nurse prepare his discharge papers right away," he said, barely concealing the fervor in his eyes, and asked, "Miss Quinlan, if it’s convenient, may I ask who taught you your medical skills?"
Incredibly impressive!
He was thoroughly convinced of her superiority.
And so he was curious about where she, at such a young age, had learned all of this.
Nathalie Quinlan’s eyes slightly lifted at the corners, resembling the way Amadeus Yancey would raise his eyebrows. She took off her surgical clothes and replied with a slightly rogue tone, "It’s not very convenient."
Although the chief of orthopedics looked disappointed, he didn’t blame her and quickly said, "No problem, everyone has their own experiences and secrets. I was just asking, if it’s inconvenient, let’s leave it at that."
"Mhm," Nathalie Quinlan responded, her crow-black eyelashes slightly drooped, shielding her eyes. She was a bit tired, so she looked somewhat wild and listless.
It wasn’t that she wouldn’t say, but it really wasn’t very convenient.
The orthopedic staff exchanged a few more words with her, then orderly went about handling the various post-surgery tasks.
By this time, Amadeus Yancey had already walked up to her.
His towering height of 1.85 meters cast a shadow over her, and even if it was just an overlapping shadow, Nathalie Quinlan inexplicably felt a sensation of heat.
"Tired?"
Nathalie Quinlan had thought he would ask about Edric first but didn’t expect him to inquire about herself. She paused, placed the surgical gown she had taken off to one side, and replied with a mildly relaxed tone, "Not too bad, I didn’t die."
"Edric’s fine, I’ve reattached the bone that was broken."
