Purchased A Mr. Right

Everyone in the room stood up to show their respect and sympathy for her.

The old chief's wife was a little weak, and even her eyelids were red and swollen. Besides, there were dark circles under her eyes. She needed the help of others to walk around.

Amelie seemed to be very close to her. Though she was always cold and arrogant, she was very considerate and tried to please her. She helped the old day stand straight and comforted her. "Don't be too sad. I believe my godfather will get better!"

"I hope so!" The old lady wiped the corners of her eyes.

"Let me help you sit down first!" Amelie said softly.

After helping her to sit down, she looked up and met Anthea's eyes. She was stunned at once and soon narrowed her eyes.

The old lady looked around and asked, "Have you invited c here?"

"Madam, long time no see!" Vincent came forward and shook hands with her.

The old lady nodded with relief. "Long time no see, Mr. Zanon. I'm so relieved that you can come over!"

Vincent smiled modestly.

After taking their seats, they continued to discuss the chief's illness.

Anthea sat down with her teacher Vincent.

The old chief had a pivotal position in the army. Thus, a medical group was built up to treat his disease.

"According to his current situation, I suggest conservative treatment!"

"He is over 60 years old, so his immunity is not as strong as that of young people. He just had heart surgery last winter and has not yet recovered. Besides, he has diabetes and high blood pressure, which may cause serious complications!"

"The tumor shows no sign of growth, so we can take medical treatment to reduce the pain of the old chief!"

"I agree. Conservative treatment is the best choice for the old chief at present!"

While the military doctors were discussing, the other people all listened with grave expressions.

Anthea also looked thoughtfully at the test reports, inspection reports, and X-rays.

Adam was sitting at the end of the table. His dark eyes ignored the crowd and fixed only on her. Without a single winking, he stared at her serious face taut with concentration.

When Amelie saw him looking at Anthea, she secretly clenched her fingers under the table.

After listening to their advice, the old lady turned to Vincent and said, "Mr. Zanon, what do you think?"

Vincent replied, "Madam, due to my physical condition, I stopped treating people six months ago!"

"Oh, is that so?" The old lady heard it and looked anxious. "I specially asked someone to invite you here to treat my husband, but you tell me that you no longer accept any patients. What about my husband..." Vincent said calmly, "So, I bring my student here!"

Everyone was stunned.

Anthea was also surprised. "Mr. Zanon?"

She thought that she was accompanying him here as an assistant. However, she did not expect him to come up with such an idea.

Nevertheless, this also indicated that he recognized her ability!

Anthea felt warm in her heart.

Everyone showed a stunned expression on their faces and looked at Anthea in unison.

She was no longer the little girl who was still studying in medical school six years ago. The hint of childish roundness around her chin also disappeared. She looked more mature and was now a beautiful and graceful lady. Nevertheless, she was still very young.

Hence, the others did not trust her ability.

"When Anthea and I returned from abroad, she had been hired by Kumla Hospital as the chief physician of the general surgery department!" Vincent introduced her to them.

"Haha!" The crowd smiled politely, but they did not treat her seriously.

The chief physician was just a title. Maybe she got it by some unspeakable means. They all knew that for a physician, the most important thing was the clinical experience.

Besides, the girl before them was only about 25 or 26 years old. How much experience could she get? She was a student of Mr. Zanon, the famous doctor, but no one knew how good she was. However, Vincent looked at her calmly and confidently said, "Anthea, tell us the treatment plan."

Vincent suddenly came up with this idea, which made Anthea a little panic, but she was not afraid. She looked at the case files in her hand and said, "I recommend surgical treatment.

WHAT?!

The others burst into an uproar.

Those military doctors much older than her seemed terribly shocked. They all looked at her in disbelief as if she were crazy.

Amelie, who was sitting opposite her, also looked up at her. She was shocked like everyone else, thinking that she was overestimating her abilities.

One of them retorted immediately, "Surgical treatment? Before our long discussion here, we've chosen conservative treatment according to the old chief's physical condition! You suggest surgical treatment, but can you guarantee a hundred percent success?"

Hearing this, Anthea frowned and said, "Hepatic artery aneurysm is a rare disease. Once his tumor begins to grow rapidly in a short time, it might rupture and bleed, which would risk his life! Only surgical treatment can prevent such dangerous situations from happening."

"Little girl, you see this case so simply!"

"At present, the old chief's physical condition is not very good. There is a high chance that he will bleed or lose his liver function after the operation!"

"Yes! The most important thing is that the operation to him will be very difficult. Besides, his tumor is

located in an unusual place in his body. So it will take big risks to perform an operation on him. He is very likely to die during the operation. But if we choose conservative treatment, he can live one to three more years!"

Upon hearing her decision, all the military doctors present strongly disapproved of it.

They thought such an operation would be extremely risky, so they disagreed with her plan.

Anthea felt the pressure.

Hearing these words, the old chief's wife kept wiping the corners of her eyes and was at a loss what to choose.

"Knock! Knock!"

The door of the meeting room was pushed open, and a nurse rushed in. "Director Zack, the old chief kept saying that he felt a pain in his abdomen. Please go and have a look!" Hearing that, everyone stood up nervously.

After the chaos in the ward, the old chief, free of the pain, was lying weakly on the bed. A doctor and a nurse were left in the room. The others all came out and stood in the corridor. "What should we do now? How's him?" The old chief's wife asked the crowd in a panic.

Looking at the ward, Anthea pursed her lips and said, "The compression of the bile duct has caused obstructive jaundice. Medical treatment can relieve his pain but cannot cure him!"

If we choose conservative treatment, he is very likely to suffer from liver blood supply obstacles later on. Besides, he might develop arterial thrombosis, which is life-threatening!"

"Therefore, I still insist on the surgical treatment, and it's best to carry it out as soon as possible!"

"The surgical surgery is too dangerous. It's better and safer to treat him conservatively!"

"Yes, we can't operate on him. It's too dangerous!"

"The conservative treatment cannot cure him, but it can maintain his status quo and control the rapid development of the tumor. At least, The old chief can live a few years more. But once the operation fails, there is no hope!"

The military doctors had already reached an agreement, so they united in disapproving of Anthea at this time.

A faint sneer emerged at the corner of Amelie's mouth.