"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?"

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