The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 559: The Heart Beat!

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Chapter 559: Chapter 559: The Heart Beat!

What a powerful aura!

This imposing feeling, Doctor Chapman had only felt from Damian Knight. ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฆโ„ฏ๐“Œ๐˜ฆ๐’ท๐˜ฏ๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐˜ฆ๐“.๐’ธ๐˜ฐ๐“‚

The other doctors exchanged glances, finally fixing their eyes on Doctor Chapman, wanting him to make the decision: who exactly should perform this surgery.

Doctor Chapman was also somewhat hesitant.

But two seconds later, he finally made a decision: "You do it!"

This surgery, although technically simple, had it failed and this exorbitantly priced pacemaker didnโ€™t get to be used, his medical career would essentially be ruined.

As the chief surgeon, he would undoubtedly face the harshest penalties. Now that there was a suitable candidate to share the responsibility, why not?

Besides, if this young lady truly managed to use this pacemaker well, his name would still appear on the surgical records, allowing him to reap the benefits without much effort.

In short, whether the surgery succeeded or failed, he would be the beneficiary.

He should have realized this earlier!

Once he considered this, Doctor Chapman hesitated no longer, directly giving his position entirely to Summer Monroe. He stepped aside, planning to do nothing.

Seeing that Doctor Chapman had already made his decision, the other doctors didnโ€™t say anything else and began inspecting the machine according to the instruction manual.

The manual was in English, but fortunately, they had all studied abroad, so they could barely understand it.

At this moment, Summer Monroe had already marked the points on the patientโ€™s body, raising her right hand: "Scalpel!"

The assistant beside her was a bit unused to it but reflexively handed her the requested tool.

"Gauze!"

"Activate the blood stopper pump."

"Tweezers!"

Under Summer Monroeโ€™s command, the surgery on the operating table proceeded methodically.

Next to her, Doctor Chapman stared in amazement.

Summerโ€™s cuts were quick, precise, and decisive, without any deviation, resembling an experienced surgery veteran.

Yet, she seemed to be even younger than Claire Woodward by several years. How many surgeries had she undergone to reach such proficiency?

Plus, studying medicine requires several more years than other majors, how did she get so many opportunities to be the lead surgeon while still being so young?

Even he, with connections and talent, hadnโ€™t encountered many major surgeries at her age.

Doctor Chapman didnโ€™t dare to speak, holding his breath as he watched Summer perform the surgery.

Soon, the chest opening was completed.

Summer Monroe spoke up, "Pacemaker."

The doctor beside her hurriedly and cautiously handed over the miniature pacemaker robot.

Doctor Chapman began to read the instructions he knew by heartโ€”

"First press the green button, then..."

Before he could finish, he saw Summer deftly operate the miniature robot, then connected one of its wires to the patientโ€™s heart using specially designed tubing, ensuring the pacemaker was securely anchored in the heart.

The entire process took less than twenty seconds.

Twenty seconds!

Even someone like him, who could recite the instruction manual backwards, couldnโ€™t execute it so quickly.

This could only be achieved by someone thoroughly familiar with the machine and who had operated it numerous times.

However, at such speed... had the machine been successfully implanted?

As they watched the heart rate monitor beside them, a flat line started showing changes, restoring to a normal heart rhythm from a zero-heart rate line.

"Itโ€™s working!" one of the doctors couldnโ€™t help but shout excitedly.

Summer Monroe spoke calmly, "Alright. Proceed to close the chest!"