After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 72: Chapter 72

Chapter 72: Chapter 72

(Elena’s POV)

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Before Director Henry Baker could answer, Sophia Rivers looked atwith a face full of disdain. “Deputy

Minister Harrison is right. Director, Mrs. Harrison is suffering from meningioma. Even experienced brain surgeons

are not sure they can do this surgery. Healer Elena has only been in the industry for three years. Can she be

more experienced than Dr. Barton Mitchell, who has been performing surgeries for ten years?”

Deputy Minister Harrison's expression turned sour, his eyes narrowing as he studiedwith obvious distrust.

“Three years? You wantto entrust my wife’s life to someone with only three years of experience?”

His voice rose with each word, filling the Medical Conference Chamber with tension. “This is unacceptable. If the

institute cannot provide a more experienced surgeon, I'll seek treatment elsewhere.”

Sophia's lips curved into a satisfied smile, clearly reveling in the situation.

Director Henry Baker stepped forward, his voice defensive. “Deputy Minister, Elena’s abilities far exceed her

years of experience. She has handled cases that-"

“I don’t care about potential,” Deputy Minister Harrison cut him off sharply. “I care about proven results. My

wife's life is not an experiment.

The other neurological specialists exchanged uncomfortable glances. The atmosphere in the room grew

increasingly hostile.

As Deputy Minister Harrison prepared to leave, | stepped forward. “May | review Mrs. Harrison's MRV images?

Deputy Minister Harrison paused, his hand on the door handle. After a moment of hesitation, he turned back

to his assistant.

“Show her the images,” he instructed curtly.

The assistant quickly pulled up the brain scans on the large monitor. | studied the images carefully, noting

the tumor’s location in the motor area and its dangerous proximity to critical blood vessels.

The surgical risks were significant. One wrong move could result in permanent paralysis or death.

Sophia seized the opportunity to attack. “So, Healer Elena, are you still determined to take on this surgery?

Can you handle the responsibility if it fails?”

Her voice dripped with sarcasm, clearly hoping to seeback down in front of everyone.

| turned to face the room, my voice steady and confident. 1 can perform this surgery”

Gasps echoed through the chamber. Even Dr. Barton Mitchell looked surprised by my certainty.

“My three years of experience include extensive practical work and thorough understanding of brain structure,” |

continued. “This surgery, while challenging, is within my capabilities.”

Sophia scoffed loudly. “Confidence doesn’t equal competence, Elena.”

| met her gaze directly. “My clinical experience speaks for itself. I've successfully treated cases that others

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deemed impossible”

The room fell silent as | turned back to the brain scans. Traditional brain tumor surgery uses retractors that

damage healthy tissue. My proposed method utilizes natural gaps, minimizing brain function damage despite

increased difficulty

Director Henry Baker nodded approvingly. “Elena’s innovative approach has proven successful in

| raised my hand, interrupting him “If Deputy Minister Harrison feels more comfortable, Dr. Barton Mitchell can

lead the surgery. I'll quide him through my technique”

Dr. Barton Mitchell's eyes widened. “Elena, | appreciate your confidence in me, but this level of complexity.

“Your ten years of experience combined with my guidance will ensure success, Fassured him. “Trust in your

abilities, Doctor

Deputy Minister Harrison studied my face intently, searching for any sign of doubt or hesitation. After what felt

like an eternity, he spoke.

“Very well. I'll trust your judgment, Healer Elena. His voice carried a warning edge. “But understand the

consequences if this surgery fails.”

Deputy Minister Harrison and his assistant departed, leaving the conference room in tense silence. As |

gathered my materials, | noticed Marcus Blackwood speaking with the assistant in the corridor

Sophia approached Marcus, but his gaze moved past her, focusing directly on me. | coldly ignored his

presence, turning my attention to Dr. Barton Mitchell.

“Doctor, we need to discuss the surgical approach in detail,” | said, my voice professional.

Dr. Barton Mitchell nodded, though concern flickered in his eyes. “Elena, | must admit, I'm nervous about

tomorrow.”

“Your experience is invaluable, | reassured him. “I have complete confidence in your abilities.”

(Sophia’s POV)

Elena and Dr. Barton Mitchell walked away, deep in conversation about the upcoming surgery. | watched them

leave, my hands clenched into fists.

Marcus asked the assistant, “Who will perform the surgery tomorrow?”

The assistant looked surprised. “That young healer will tak

about her capabilities.”

on such a difficult case. I have serious doubts

Marcus's response was simple and direct. “If she says she can do it, then she can do it”

The assistant stared at Marcus in astonishment, clearly shocked by his unwavering confidence in Elena.

| overheard this entire conversation, and jealousy consumedlike wildfire. How could Marcus have such faith

in Elena while dismissing my concerns?

My hatred for Elena intensified with each passing moment. | would make sure she failed tomorrow.

(Elena’s POV)

Back in Elena’s Healing Chamber, | convened a meeting with Dr. Barton Mitchell, the Medical Apprentice, and

the entire surgical team. | had spent hours developing numerous contingency plans for the surgery.

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Traditional methods of tumor location exposure won't work here, | explained, pointing to the brain scans. “The

tumor’s position makes it nearly impossible to determine exact location using standard techniques”

| activated my presentation, displaying a three dimensional concept of the tumor’s location. The team members

gasped in amazement.

“How did you create this three dimensional image from a two dimensional scan?” Dr. Barton Mitchell asked,

his voice filled with admiration.

“Years of research on brain tumor patients,” | replied simply. “Pattern recognition and spatial visualization”

The Medical Apprentice leaned forward, studying the detailed projection. This level of precision is

incredible.”

After finalizing the surgical plan, | dismissed the meeting. The tearn filed out, leavingalone to organize

my notes.

Marcus appeared in the doorway, his presence filling the quiet chamber. As | gathered my belongings, a

folder slipped from my grasp and landed near his feet.

Marcus chuckled softly, breaking the tense silence. | reluctantly bent down to retrieve the folder.

“A successful surgery would certainly benefit your career,” he remarked, his tone carrying hidden implications.

| straightened, meeting his gaze. “Are you suggesting you don’t wantto succeed?”

Marcus's golden eyes studied my face. “Why do you insist on speaking tothis way?”

“What would you prefer?” | shot back. “Should I blindly obey you like before? Continue accepting your cold

treatment?”

“There were reasons for what happened in the past,” Marcus said quietly.

| laughed bitterly. “I know the reasons. You blme for driving Sophia away with your grandmother's help. |

did it on purpose.”

Marcus's eyes narrowed, conflict flickering across his features. “Are you still making a fuss about Sophia?”

“I'm not making a fuss,” | replied incredulously. “Just sign the bond severance agreement when you have

time.”

As | turned to leave, Marcus grabbed my arm and pulledinto his embrace. | struggled against his hold,

my heart racing.

“Have you asked Grandmother about the bond severance?”

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