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Hannah didn’t hesitate.
“I'm licensed.
Is there anyone else here willing to operate on him?”
Her words silenced the room.
Hannah turned to Bryson.
“Do you trust me? | promise your grandfather will make it through.
With deep resolve in his eyes, Bryson said firmly, “I trust you.
As Hannah prepared to change into scrubs, Tyshawn and his mother rushed in.
“I don’t agree.
” Tyshawn'’s face twisted with anger as he approached the doctors.
“A craniotomy is too risky.
You can’t just take my cousin’s word for it.
What if something goes wrong during the operation?”
He gave Hannah a cold stare.
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“Who knows if this woman even has a valid medical license.
| don’t believe she’s capable of performing the surgery.
| do not approve of this operation.
Makenna chimed in, her voice laced with sarcasm.
“My son is right.
Does this ‘Miss Moore’ really have a license to practice medicine? She could be planning something sinister.
Bryson alone shouldn't decide.
If anything happens to Franco, can she be held accountable?”
Hannah shot a glare at the pair.
“I can take full responsibility.
“Bah!” Makenna scoffed.
“That's easy for you to say.
Who knows what you're really up to?”
Bryson’s expression darkened.
He fixed Makenna with a hard stare.
“Say that again, | dare you.
Makenna shrank back in fear, her voice wavering.
“Regardless, we will not agree to authorize the surgery.
“I don’t need your permission.
A frail voice, tinged with age, cfrom Bryson’s direction.
Alexandra gathered herself and turned to Hannah.
“The craniotomy must proceed.
Trembling, Alexandra reached out to Hannah.
“Miss Moore, | entrust Franco to you.
Ensure he comes out of the 0.
R safely.
Hannah nodded resolutely.
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“You can count on me, Mrs.
Mitchell.
Mr.
Mitchell will be fine, | promise.
“Alright.
” Alexandra's silver hair shimmered as she steadied herself.
“Ill sign.
Begin the surgery immediately.
Tyshawn'’s expression darkened.
“Grandma, are you sure? We don’t know if she’s capable...”
Crack!
Alexandra’s hand struck Tyshawn'’s face.
Furious and trembling, she spoke through gritted teeth.
“If you obstruct this again, get out of this hospital this instant.