Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 147

A flicker of surprise passed across the secretary’s face. If anyone else had said that, he wouldn’t have believed a word of it.

But this was Evander. In The Capital, his words carried absolute authority. If he was convinced that the other party was truly capable, then it had to be true.

While the secretary made small talk with Evander, Tricia sat quietly off to the side, unable to find an opening to join in.

Evander’s words, so confident in Charlotte’s abilities, rang in her ears.

The jealousy burned inside her.

He was so certain Charlotte’s surgery would succeed, wasn’t he?

Well, Tricia was determined to see her fail.

…

Back in her office, Charlotte called a meeting with Dr. Sinclair, her assistant physicians, and the entire surgical team.

She had already prepared no fewer than ten contingency plans for the operation. In the realm of neurosurgery, a tiny miscalculation could have disastrous consequences. The precision required was as high as it got in surgery.

“Dr. Sterling, if we don’t use the traditional approach to expose the tumor, it’ll be nearly impossible to pinpoint its location,” her assistant said, pen poised over his notepad in frustration. “And relying on just a two-dimensional MRI scan to locate it? If we make even a slight mistake with our incision, we might never find the tumor.”

The worry was written on everyone’s faces.

Attempting a tumor resection without traditional techniques was like stumbling around in the dark for a landmine. Even for the most experienced among them, it was a formidable challenge.

Charlotte switched on the projector. “I sketched out a rough 3D model just now—the tumor is here.”

She displayed the diagram on the screen, and a wave of awe swept the room.

“Dr. Sterling, you made this 3D model yourself?” someone asked, incredulous.

“How is that even possible? You reconstructed the tumor’s position in three dimensions from just a two-dimensional scan?”

“No wonder the chief holds you in such high regard!”

Charlotte regarded their excited chatter with calm detachment. “It’s just the result of years studying each of my patients’ unique surgical cases. When I got Mrs. Rivers’ MRI, I already had a clear sense of where the tumor was located.”

A few people looked almost envious.

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