Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 738

"I'm qualified because I can keep him alive," Serena stated blankly, methodically removing her instruments from her canvas bag and arranging them on the sterile tray in precise order. "The fact that you're too terrified to take the case just proves how utterly useless you are."

"You—!"

The experts choked on their own rage, their faces turning a violent shade of crimson.

By the time Serena finished setting up her instruments, Baldur's team had successfully completed the OR prep.

Her voice remained perfectly leveled. "Baldur, you'll be second assistant."

"Then... who's the first assistant?" Baldur stared at her in dismay. "Right now, it's just the two of us. Are... are we the only ones doing this?"

"I already alerted Master Langford and Dr. Smith, as well as..." She casually rattled off a string of highly distinguished names. "They should be arriving at any moment."

Every single name she dropped made Baldur's facial nerves twitch violently!

By the time she finished her list.

Baldur's jaw was practically on the floor, caught somewhere between utter shock and total bewilderment.

The authoritative figures on the monitor turned a sickly array of colors as they listened to her absurd roll call.

Their faces were contorted with absolute disbelief, completely unable to process the sheer audacity of her lies.

"Little girl, what kind of delusional garbage are you spouting? Master Langford from the Traditional Medicine Association?"

"Professor Vance from Hopkins?"

"Dr. Smith, the president of the International Cardio-Cerebral Association?"

"..."

"Do you even realize who those men are? Every single one of them is an untouchable titan in the medical world! We can't even get an audience with them if we beg, and you expect us to believe you summoned them?"

"Are you quite finished?"

Suddenly, a deep, magnetic voice cut through the chaos, practically vibrating with lethal intent.

Nicholas Blackwood strode into the room, his long legs eating up the distance. He exuded an aura of elegant, aristocratic grace, underscored by an unmistakable, terrifying ruthlessness.

He walked straight up to the comms monitor, his dark eyes sweeping coldly over the panicked faces on the screen. "You useless pieces of trash can get the hell out. If anyone dares to interrupt her surgery... you will bear the consequences."

Professor Sterling had never been subjected to such blatant disrespect in his entire career.

Having been insulted repeatedly by a bunch of arrogant brats today, his face contorted in fury. "I was personally invited by Mr. White to save Mr. Vinton's life! I have every right to intervene and stop this premeditated murder!"

"Stop my ass!" Douglas had officially reached his limit.

He yanked a sleek handgun from his holster and slammed it onto the metal table with a deafening crack, his expression twisting into pure, unadulterated menace. "If any of you opens your mouth again and delays this surgery, I will personally send you to hell!"