Chapter 158: His Looks Make Me Lose My Appetite
Susie, holding her face in anger, left the table, creating a large space for the two of them. Quinn was quite satisfied with this.
Although the meal had yet to start, Brooklyn was already halfway full, sitting at the table and playing with her knife and fork. "Why do you hate her so much? Those two slaps seemed a bit too much."
Quinn chuckled, cutting open a medium-rare steak with a hint of blood, and casually replied, "Why reason? If I have to, she ruins my appetite."
Brooklyn burst out laughing. "Seriously?"
Quinn's appetite increased, and he ate happily. "Although Susie is your half-sister, she has nothing in common with you. She's not pleasing at all, lacking intelligence, but trying to play tricks. She'll end up playing herself to death sooner or later."
"I have no blood relation with her. We have different parents," Brooklyn explained briefly, as if eager to disassociate herself from that connection.
Quinn's chewing became more exaggerated. "Oh, I see. I shouldn't have slapped her face earlier."
Brooklyn's expression changed. "Why?"
"I should have just kicked her! My hand hurts," Quinn replied.
Brooklyn smiled noncommittally and continued with her lunch slowly.
"Brooklyn, after I hit her like that, do you think she'll retaliate against you? The way she looked at you when she left seemed like she wanted revenge," Quinn added.
"Now you're afraid? It's fine. I've experienced all her tricks before. If she wants revenge, help herself." Brooklyn replied calmly.
"Bold move, Brooklyn! Cheers," Quinn said.
Back at the hospital after lunch, Brooklyn was informed that she needed to participate in a patient's treatment plan. The internal medicine and surgery departments had differing opinions. Considering the difficulty of the surgery and the patient's current condition, the internal medicine department advised against surgery.
"I'm concerned that, in this condition, the patient would not make it off the operating table." One doctor from the internal medicine department spoke up.
"Exactly, the OM-BRANCH position is not ideal, making it very difficult to see the left coronary artery located furthest to the left in the heart." Brooklyn quickly imagined the potential technical challenges that could arise after opening the pericardium and almost blurted it out.
As she spoke, the internal medicine doctors beside her were stunned, and the surgeons across from her were also in shock.
Brooklyn didn't notice her colleagues' stares and continued to extend her thoughts on the technical challenges that could arise during the surgery.
"Although there is a slight deterioration in the coronary artery and mitral valve, medication can temporarily slow down the progression. If surgery is performed, in addition to the issues mentioned earlier, along with the patient's physical condition, even a slight error in cardiopulmonary bypass could prevent the patient from coming off the operating table," Brooklyn added.
Sienna and Ellie stared at Brooklyn with wide eyes as if they were looking at a monster. 'What is in Dr. Mitchell's brain? So impressive!' they thought.
They had only heard their mentors discuss these topics during their graduate studies, but Brooklyn seemed to have experienced them firsthand!
Piper sneered, "Seems like Dr. Mitchell is well-versed in theoretical discussions, isn't she? Dr. Carter, what do you think?"
Zach had been listening attentively to Brooklyn's words. She seemed perfect for surgery! What a natural-born surgeon with keen observation, meticulous consideration, and precise judgment!
He wanted to stand side by side with her, holding a scalpel on the operating table, fighting against death together!
Suppressing his excitement, Zach tapped at his arm. "Dr. Mitchell is right. The patient's chances of survival with surgery are only thirty percent. With conservative treatment, there's a seventy percent chance of survival."
Piper said, "But conservative treatment can lead to sudden illness. The patient will have to take medication long-term, which will burden the liver."
Brooklyn had considered this issue. "Dr. Rivera, whether to proceed with surgery or not depends on the patient's own wishes. We need to explain the pros and cons to the patient and let the family decide."
Zach nodded. "Let's go with what Dr. Mitchell said."
Brooklyn nodded slightly and left the meeting room.
Left in the room, everyone followed Dr. Mitchell. "I'm so impressed with Dr. Mitchell!"
"Dr. Mitchell is a top student that all the mentors fight over in college. After coming to our hospital, she conquered all levels of leadership within a year. She's talented. On top of that, she's so beautiful." A male doctor couldn't help but exclaim.
Piper sternly reprimanded, "Why are you still here? Go back and prepare the plan for the patient to review!"
After saying that, she stormed out.
The roomful of people watched Piper's stern departure, exchanging glances in silence.
Piper clenched her fists. 'Damn you, Brooklyn, show off!' she pondered.
Brooklyn spent most of the afternoon researching the conditions of several patients and devising appropriate treatment plans until her phone rang.
"Hello." Brooklyn was handwriting a plan and picked up the phone without looking at the number.
"Hello?" Why wasn't anyone speaking? If not, I'll hang up," Brooklyn said.
Brooklyn didn't like being disturbed while thinking, so she was ready to hang up when a voice finally came through.
"Dr. Mitchell, let's talk," the man on the other side replied.
'Is he Zach?' Brooklyn thought.
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