Latham's concerns were completely justified.
"I will be the lead surgeon, but I need Claire to assist me."
In truth, Mary was worried about her own physical endurance.
If she couldn't pull through, Claire was the only one who could finish the operation in her place.
If any complications arose during the procedure, Claire would be perfectly equipped to handle them.
This was the absolute trust Mary had in her granddaughter.
But the others wouldn't necessarily believe it.
After all, Claire was simply too young.
"Claire?" Latham's eyes widened in shock. "Mom, how could she possibly assist you?"
"Are you sure you're not joking?"
Octavia's reaction was even more explosive. "Mom, having Claire assist you? That's impossible!"
"She's just a child! Even if she learned a little medicine from you, there's no way she could be of any use in an operating room."
"Have you gone senile? Are you really willing to risk Lance’s life just to give Claire some practice?"
Octavia couldn't be blamed for speaking so harshly.
She felt she was already showing immense restraint.
Mary had always favored this non-blood-related granddaughter, but there had to be a limit.
Given her age, how could Claire possibly step up to the operating table?
She was a student, not a doctor.
Only professionals could handle professional matters. What did Claire count as?
She suspected Mary just wanted to teach Claire and was using this as an excuse to bring her into the OR.
If this were anyone else's surgery, Octavia wouldn't have cared at all.
But this concerned her son's leg. There was zero margin for error.
She would absolutely never agree to let Claire into that operating room.
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