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The Runaway Groom Chapter 897
The patient naturally sided with Irene, supporting her choice.
“Very well!” the media representatives said.
After all, everything from the promotional efforts to planning was already completed. Having to edit out the
sensationalism was much more preferable to throwing away everything they had prepared.
Irene was a little nervous since she was not used to facing the media, but the composure she honed from her
career quickly calmed her down.
At the start of the livestream, the patients’ parents described their child’s condition and how difficult it was to seek
medical treatment. They went on to tell everyone that their child was only saved because Hotmesh Research
managed to develop an artificial heart in time, and that gave their child a chance to live.
The host then asked Irene, “Were you nervous when you took the scalpel, Dr. Spencer?”
“That would hinder my performance,” Irene replied calmly. “Nerves have no place in this line of work.”
“Indeed, most doctors possess a stout heart,” the host said.
Irene would not deny it.
During autopsy lessons, they would watch their professors slice a body open, using cadavers as specimens to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtintroduce every part of the human body, as well as the layout of the internal organs. It was certainly too
overwhelming a scene for any newcomer to adapt to immediately, and those who could not would throw up right
away!
“And why have you chosen this profession in the first place?” the host then asked.
“Because I love it,” Irene said shortly.
“You are quite young, but you already became the director of Hotmesh Research. You must have worked very
hard.”
“Not all effort is rewarded equally… In fact, I only became director because of a series of lucky coincidences.”
After all, she first met Stephen Carr, and it was thanks to him that she got a job at the Mead Clinic before she
eventually met Dennis Turner.
She was convinced that a lot of people had worked very hard, but not everyone had such opportunity or luck.
The host actually paused since her flow was disrupted by Irene’s candid reactions.
Clearing her throat, she asked, “Then, you must have put in plenty of hard work on the development of the artificial
heart as well.”
“Every member of the research team at Hotmesh certainly has, and it’s far from my personal achievement. If
anything, Dennis Turner—our late director—contributed more than I have, starting from the founding of Hotmesh,
which I’m convinced would be the most difficult obstacle he had to face.”
It would never be difficult to build something out of a foundation.
On the other hand, establishing a foundation from nothing was a challenge not all can conquer.
“That certainly is the case.” The host smiled, but it was a begrudging one as she tried her best to retain her
composure.
Even so, the host was complaining inwardly to herself—how was she supposed to work with this?
“You must be pleased that the transplant surgery was a success.”
“Indeed,” Irene replied. “Every successful surgery is worth celebrating for every doctor.”
There were supposed to be more questions, but they were edited out since Irene demanded that there be no
sensationalism.
Still, the media insisted on the patient sharing a testimonial for Irene toward the end.
And with that, Irene left—she was not used to such publicity and sensationalism.
Finn was waiting for her outside. “How did it go?” he asked.
Irene smiled but said nothing, and as she got into her car, he asked, “Where are you going?”
“Back to Hotmesh, since I still have to pack my things. Everyone has a new mission and a new director, so do your
best!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFinn sighed. “I would really rather you stayed!”
Irene laughed. “All good things must come to an end.”
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Returning to Hotmesh, she packed her belongings and gave her colleagues a head’s up.
“Are you really leaving so soon?” Yolanda King asked.
“Yeah, I really am in a rush,” Irene replied.
There was no one else at home, while Sheryl had to take care of Irene’s two children and the housework, so it
would really be exhausting.
Irene needed to head home soon.
On the way back, she asked Eagle to drive her to the hospital to visit Mrs. Watson.
Mrs. Watson appeared spirited, and the doctor was saying that she could be discharged in days, so Irene was
considerably relieved.
Irene cooked more than usual in the evening, and she was planning to tell Sheryl and Isaac that she had already
resigned when everyone gathered at the dinner table.
But before she could speak, Isaac told her, “I need to tell you something, Irene.”