Chapter 476
Chapter 476:
At that critical moment, Tom's heart had ceased beating for nearly thirty seconds. He was teetering on the edge
of death.
Khloe took the tube and used her hands to manually perform cardiac resuscitation on Tom's heart.
With precise movements, her fingers penetrated Tom's chest cavity, deftly manipulating his heart to encourage
its rhythm.
This bold technique left the onlookers in the adjoining room, who were watching the procedure on a large screen,
utterly dumbfounded.
“My God! What is she doing? She’s manually trying to revive the heart!”
“How can she apply such direct pressure to such a fragile organ as the heart? One slight error could cause the
heart to rupture!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Khloe is a madwoman!”
Amid the chorus of skepticism, only a handful of seasoned medical experts could appreciate the ingenuity of her
actions. Richard, in particular, watched the surgery with profound amazement.
He recognized that Khloe’s technique was perfectly calibrated to neither damage the heart nor compromise its
function, a feat not easily replicable with even the most sophisticated medical equipment.
This indicated that Khloe's expertise in cardiac surgery had achieved an extraordinary level of precision. Richard
acknowledged internally that he would not have been able to match her skill in such a high-stakes situation.
Under Khloe’s meticulous manual efforts, Tom's heart, which had previously stopped, miraculously began to beat
again on its own.
Although the heartbeat was faint, the medical instruments confirmed its presence, and the alarming sound of the
monitors gradually subsided.
As the surgical instruments quieted, Khloe expertly and swiftly inserted the tube into the patient, moving so
quickly that onlookers barely saw her actions. The tube entered the superior vena cava at a precise,
unconventional angle. The procedure was successful, achieving effective extracorporeal circulation. The medical
team in the operating room was at a loss for words, astonished by Khloe’s technique.
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Even Artist, initially furious, watched Khloe’s movements morph into a mix of amazement and growing fear. The
feat of manually restarting a heart and efficiently setting up extracorporeal circulation was almost beyond belief.
Was this even within human capabilities? Artist sensed a looming threat. If Khloe succeeded, losing would not
only mean a personal defeat but also a public humiliation she could not afford.
Trying to mask her anxiety, Artist stepped up assertively and said, “Thank you for your help, but I'm the lead
surgeon here. I'll take over now.” As she spoke, she tried to take back her place at the operating table.
However, Khloe lifted her eyes, her usual calm and serene expression replaced with intensity. At that moment,
her gaze becpiercing as she fixed it on Artist.
Taken aback, Artist instinctively recoiled a step, her eyes widening in shock. Khloe’s presence was overpowering,
making Artist feel insignificant, almost insect-like in comparison. If she dared to offend again, it felt as though
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKhloe could effortlessly crush her without hesitation.
Khloe certainly followed through. She traced an imaginary line across the Artist's neck with a scalpel and said, “If
you cover and cause trouble again, I'll make sure you regret it. You won't die, but you will suffer for the rest
of your life.”
This warning sent a shiver down Artist's spine. She stepped back further, putting a safe distance between herself
and Khloe, then called out to those outside the operating room.
“Won't anyone intervene? Khloe is violating the rules of this competition by usurping my position as lead
surgeon! Get her out now!”
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