Chapter: 170

Jolie watched Baylor hurry off, her lips twisting in skepticism. She couldn't help but think all men were drawn to beauty, doubting Norah's capabilities simply because of Norah's youth.

Norah, having finished with the patient's family, sensed someone's eyes on her. Turning, she found Jolie behind her, offering a smile.

Norah responded with an even sweeter smile, not taking the moment too seriously.

Norah didn't take Jolie's skepticism seriously. Since being ousted from the group chat the previous night, Norah had managed to hack back into it. Not only did she back up the group messages, but she also planted a virus. If anyone spreads rumors, their phone album photos will automatically be posted on social media.

Upon arriving at the hospital that day, Norah overheard several individuals recounting how their phones malfunctioned, leading to their private photos being posted on social media.

Norah just chuckled to herself. She made a notable discovery while backing up the group chat records.

Having conducted two operations a day was undeniably demanding and kept Norah fully occupied. She finally felt the weight of her workload.

In the afternoon, Jamison stepped in as Norah's assistant during an operation to personally assess her skills.

Following the procedure, Jamison offered his commendations, "I underestimated you. Now I get why Gil recommended you and praised you like that. I'll be scheduling you for more surgeries."

Jamison was elated to have such a talented doctor in his department.

On Tuesday, Norah promised Gil that she would assist him in performing surgery. After informing Jamison, she walked into Gil's office with her hands tucked inside her pockets.

As soon as Gil saw Norah, he waved at her. “Norah, did you hear that Aikin was fired? I heard that he was let go by the board of directors. Yesterday was his last day."

Gil knew that Norah had been slammed with work yesterday, so he hadn't brought up the topic until now.

"Were you involved in his termination?" Gil asked.

Norah went to the sofa and took a seat. "If I was that powerful, I wouldn't have allowed him to spread rumors about me twice."

That made sense. With a nod, Gil responded, "You're right. But his leaving is not much of a loss. We have several excellent doctors here. How are the pre-operative preparations? The patient is waiting in his room."

“Everything is on track. I just came to inform you about it."

“Okay, let's go. I'll assist you and use this opportunity to learn as well."

Both of them went to the operating room. At the room's entrance, Norah spotted a familiar person.

The fat man sitting there had a tattoo. When he noticed two doctors wearing masks approaching, he got to his feet and planted himself in their path. “If my brother dies, I will not spare you." He eyed Gil and demanded, "Are you the chief surgeon? So old? Your hands won't tremble, right? Nah, I can't accept this. Find someone younger!"

The tattooed fat man's subordinate stepped forward and said, "Mr. Smith, Dr. Davies is the best doctor here and he is well-renowned."

The tattooed fat man was unaware of this and flushed with embarrassment. "Then why are you still standing here? Go and do the surgery for my brother!"

Gil smiled, no trace of anger visible on his face. "The chief surgeon is next to me, not me.”

"You?" The tattooed fat man studied Norah suspiciously. "You're so young. Can't this hospital have a middle-aged doctor who is experienced? Damn it! I won't risk my brother's life in your hands! Hey, old man. You'd better take the lead."