NovelXXXChapter 265 When the surgery officially began, Citrine entered the operating room alongside Dr. Parrish and the other doctors.
Inside, Citrine took on the role of overseeing and guiding the procedure, while Dr. Parrish handled the main surgical work. The rest of the medical team followed their lead with full cooperation.
Under Citrine's calm direction, the operation skillfully avoided every potential risk. Five hours later, the surgery concluded with complete success.
Once the anesthesia wore off, Manley regained full consciousness.
As soon as the nurses saw he was awake, they called for Dr. Parrish, the lead surgeon.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDr. Parrish entered the recovery room with Patten at his side.
"Dean Reed, Dr. Parrish." Manley greeted them politely as they cin.
Dr. Parrish smiled warmly. "Mr. Carmichael, congratulations. The surgery went exceptionally well. Once your incision heals, and after three months of physical therapy, you'll be able to stand on your own again." Hearing these words, a bright light flickered in Manley's eyes. A wave of joy washed over him, almost overwhelming in its intensity.
But soon, his thoughts turned to his niece. Manley looked at the two men, his voice serious. "Where's Citrine? I don't see her." During the surgery, Manley had been under partial anesthesia-he hadn't been completely unconscious. He vividly remembered the image of Citrine calmly giving instructions to the surgical team, her voice steady and precise. Alongside his surprise, pride welled up inside him.
Trusting a teenager to direct a surgery was no easy thing for anyone, yet Manley had placed his faith in her without hesitation, never once doubting her abilities.
At the mention of Citrine, Patten smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry. She's fine-just exhausted. She's resting in the lounge right now." Only then did Manley finally relax.
Remembering the bond between Manley and Citrine, Patten's tone softened a little, his expression kindly. "Mr. Carmichael, you're truly fortunate to have a niece like Citrine." There was genuine admiration in his voice.
"Yes," Manley nodded, a faint smile crossing his lips. "Having Citrine as my niece really is a blessing." Before he could say more, Patten continued, "Honestly, it was thanks to Citrine offering to oversee the procedure in person that everything went so smoothly. Otherwise, there might have been srisks." Patten wasn't sure how much Manley knew about Citrine's true background, so he left it at that.
But Manley was no fool. From the very first the'd met Patten, he'd suspected there was more to his niece than met the eye.
Whenever Patten talked about Citrine, there was a respect in both his words and his eyes that went far beyond simple friendship.
Manley couldn't help but wonder if Citrine's identity was more complicated than he realized.
Still, he didn't press the issue. Whatever secrets she had were hers to share-or not.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBy November, the weather in Havencrest had grown colder, and everyone had begun bundling up in thick winter coats.
At the start of the month, an announcement appeared online: Havencrest would
be hosting a high-stakes esports tournament. Teams could sign up freely, and the freely, and the winning group would earn a spot in the world championship finals. The draw was immense.
Travis was the first to hear about it, and he hurried to tell Citrine.
He was torn, though. With midterms right around the corner and the SAT om looming, signing up for an esports competition seemed reckless he could already imagine the criticism about having misplaced priorities.
But when Citrine caught the hopeful glint in his eyes, she spoke up first. "You should do it. I support you, Travis." Travis looked up at her, astonished. "You don't think it's irresponsible forto compete right now?" Citrine shook her head. "Not at all. This is your dream, isn't it?" Then, as if a thought struck her, Citrine added, "But before you go, I want you to promiseone thing."
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