BuzzNovelChapter 301 For a fleeting moment, Charlotte Sterling's mind went completely blank.
Then, his voice rang out above her, calm and commanding. “Just cut the way you always do. Show us you can handle this." Pressing her lips together, Charlotte quickly regained her composure. Steady hands, steady mind. She cracked open the skull with the surgical drill, then used her scalpel to carefully slice through the layers of brain tissue, methodically clearing out the hematoma.
Judd Carstairs watched the bloody scene unfold, his head spinning and vision blurring at the sight.
His face was pale as paper, but he forced himself to stay upright, refusing to falter.
"Dr. Carstairs, would you like to step out for a moment? We can have someone else take over," a nurse whispered gently.
He shook his head, expression unmoved, and handed his instrument to Charlotte. "I'm fine." Charlotte remained focused throughout, not allowing herself the luxury of distraction.
Meanwhile, outside the OR- Candida Donovan was sobbing uncontrollably in the hallway, tears and mascara streaking her face. Noreen Lennox and another nurse hovered by her side, offering what comfort they could.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I just don't understand how this happened! My husband was perfectly healthy one moment, and then-just like that-a brain hemorrhage? We were finally about to enjoy our lives together! If something happens to him, what am I supposed to do?" Candida wailed, clutching a handful of tissues Noreen had handed her.
"Auntie, please don't worry," Noreen soothed, patting her arm. "Your husband's in good hands. He's going to make it through this good hands. He's go 7/2 "But they're operating on his brain!" "Our doctors are the best. You have to trust them," Noreen insisted.
Candida's sobbing quieted to sniffling, but she said nothing more.
Four hours later- Charlotte finished suturing the incision and checked the patient's vital signs-stable, for now. The entire team finally let out a collective sigh of relief.
But the real surprise was Judd.
Judd Carstairs, notorious for his severe germophobia and aversion to blood, had managed to last all four hours in the OR.
Charlotte glanced at him with a smile, ready to crack a joke, but before she could speak, Judd suddenly swayed and collapsed toward her.
She lunged forward and caught him just in time.
"Professor Carstairs!" "Dr. Carstairs!" : Gentry Moore stayed by Judd's bedside, keeping watch as Mrs. Daphne Carstairs and her husband, Teague Carstairs, hurried into the hospital room. As soon as they entered, Gentry stood up respectfully. "Mr. and Mrs. Carstairs..." "Why did Judd faint?" Daphne demanded, her voice tight with worry.
"He... he was assisting in surgery and forced himself to get through it—the smell of blood was overwhelming, but he didn't leave," Gentry explained.
"Is he out of his mind?" Daphne's eyes widened in disbelief. "He knows full well how he reacts to blood. After all these years, he's done everything to avoid it-why would he go into surgery?" Gentry scratched the back of his neck and recounted the events leading Chapter 301 up to the operation.
He mentioned Charlotte...
Daphne went quiet, her brow furrowing as she murmured, almost to herself, "So... it was for her..." "Who's Charlotte?" Teague asked, looking puzzled.
Before Daphne could answer, Gentry jumped in with a smile.
smile. "She's the new lead surgeon. Oh, and she's Old Mr. Carstairs' only protégé!" Teague's expression tightened.
His father had dedicated his entire life to medicine. Teague himself had never inherited that xalent; instead, his son had. And after that incident years ago, the Carstairs nearly lost their boy.
Judd had chbattered and traumatized. Ever since, the mere sight of anything resembling blood made him nauseous—or worse, made him faint.
That was when the old man gave up trying to groom Teague as his successor, and took on a student from the medical school instead.
But Teague had never met that student-not once.
"Charlotte sounds like a woman's name," Teague remarked quietly.
Daphne shot him a look. "...She is." "Pity. She's married into the Howard family," Daphne added, her tone laced with regret.
Teague's eyes lingered on her, an inscrutable look on his face.
Daphne rolled her eyes, "What? Don't givethat look! If you're still hung. up on the past, that's your problem, not mine." With a huff, she moved to sit by Judd's bed.
Gentry, sensing the tension, cleared his throat awkwardly. "Um... I'll just step outside and give you sprivacy." Step outside
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