Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

In the end, they could only watch with hearts aching as Fiona stepped into the operating room. The doctors, uneasy with the situation, followed closely behind. They were genuinely worried that Fiona might inadvertently cause Adam's death on the table. They wanted to be there, just in case she needed backup.

Even someone as powerful as Jackson was blinded by beauty's allure. He had changed into scrubs and joined them in the operating room. Trusting Fiona was one thing, but ensuring Adam's safety was non-negotiable.

Inside, Fiona saw Adam lying on the cold, sterile table. His face was ghostly pale. She gave him a quick examination, confirming the severity of his condition, just as the doctors had described.

"I need someone to assist me," Fiona instructed, her whole demeanor shifting as she approached the operating table. Gone was the playful teasing she had around Jackson; now, she was all business, her expression serious and her gaze unwavering. The surgical scalpel in her delicate hand caught the bright overhead lights, glinting sharply.novelbin

"Dr. Lin, you're up," Jackson signaled with a nod. Dr. Lin wasn't thrilled about taking orders from someone so young. But defying Jackson wasn't an option, and curiosity got the better of him he wanted to see what Fiona could do.

"The heart's three inches to the left. Hold it steady; prepare the adrenaline injection," Fiona directed, her voice crisp and efficient. Dr. Lin complied, but as he glanced up, he saw Fiona reaching for a pair of surgical forceps, heading towards Adam's heart.

Dr. Lin's eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait... you can't just cut like that! First, those aren't the right tools, and second, you could cause massive bleeding or damage the heart beyond repair!"

"Who's leading this surgery, you or me?" Fiona snapped, visibly irritated. Surgery demanded her full attention, and she was already exhausted without the added distraction of unsolicited advice.

"Jackson, I can't keep going like this," she said, her dark eyes meeting his. Her tone was softer but still carrying a note of frustration. She had tried to keep her cool in front of Jackson-who could resist his charm?

Jackson paused, then said, "Do what she says. No more interruptions." If they'd entrusted her with the surgery, they needed to give her the space to work.

With that reassurance, Fiona's

intensity softened, and she returned

to her task. The doctors were on edge. This couldn't go on, or Adam might not make it off the table.

Fiona had already begun her incision. Her movements were quick and precise; seeming effortless but with each action perfectly

controlled. The doctors watched, surprise flickering in their eyes.

A true expert makes their skill known with a single action. Just from this, they could sense the depth of Fiona's capability. But before they could observe further, the room was filled with alarming beeps.

"Beep beep beep-"

"Beep beep beep-"

The sounds were piercing, cutting through the tense silence like a harbinger of doom, sending a shockwave through everyone present.

"Not good! Mr. Adam's bleeding heavily!"

"His vitals are crashing!"

"Quick! Get ready for emergency resuscitation!"

Their doubts about Fiona had been simmering, and with Adam's condition taking a nosedive, panic set in.