Chapter: 1061

Norah did not conceal her medical expertise. With Manley's permission, she shared Nyla's medical details with the neurosurgery doctors.

“The CT scan doesn't reveal the patient's brain condition clearly. Is performing a craniotomy under these circumstances risky for the patient?"

“Even the Supernatural Doctor should consider both the report and the actual situation. Who would dare perform the surgery in such a case?"

"Indeed. Just because a patient is in a coma doesn't imply there's a visible problem in their brain. It could be related to other factors."

That was true, but initially, Nyla had fallen into a coma specifically due to an issue in her brain. In such a state, she could potentially survive for a long time in a vegetative state without waking.

However, she had been poisoned for five years, and her body was nearing its limits.

A craniotomy would increase the chances of Nyla waking up and make her recovery more manageable.

The doctors from the Neurosurgery Department all opposed the idea of a craniotomy.

Manley stated, "A few years back, my wife underwent two craniotomies, and one of them was performed here at Concord Hospital by Dr. Marc Hobbes."

As soon as he mentioned this, the dissenting voices quickly ceased.

Marc was a renowned doctor in the Neurosurgery Department. He had previously performed a successful craniotomy on Nyla, confirming that the procedure could be done.

Moreover, could it be that a surgery performed by the Supernatural Doctor would be less effective than one by Marc?

While they might not possess such expertise, it didn't imply that the Supernatural Doctor lacked it.

Norah then justified the need for a craniotomy to the doctors, and they began to nod in agreement.

“Clearly, the Supernatural Doctor has superior skills to ours."

“Or why wouldn't the Supernatural Doctor be you, right?"

“If only we could observe the Supernatural Doctor perform surgery.

His techniques are undoubtedly worth learning."

Norah overheard the whispers from the doctors in the Neurosurgery Department. She simply smiled and remained silent.

“Prepare for the surgery."

The lights in the operating room were on, and the Boyd family members sat outside, enveloped in silence and tension.

"Marlin, how is your mother's surgery progressing?"

A soft female voice broke the silence.

As Marlin looked up, he saw Dolores standing before him, her expression one of concern.