Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 638

Chapter 638: Chapter 638

The tricky part was that the tumor was located in the caudate lobe of the liver, and there’s been some bleeding these past few days.

Rosemary asked her if he had done a regular check-up, and the woman instantly pulled out the medical report.

"Here it is."

Sure enough, someone had directed her from behind.

Rosemary once again met the gaze of Dr. Brade, only to see him shift his gaze with a hint of guilt.

He had no choice. The condition was exceedingly complex, and he didn’t know how to provide treatment.

Rosemary, a heavyweight in the field of medicine, was the only one who could save the patient.

So, he had to subtly point the patient’s family towards Rosemary.

The woman told Rosemary that the reports included not only regular check-ups but also various other medical forms and diagnoses from different hospitals.

Rosemary took a look and briefed her on the situation.

In layman terms, all three hepatic veins and possibly the inferior vena cava in the patient’s liver could be taken over by the tumor. If traditional in-vivo surgery was performed, the patient could lose over 60% of his normal liver function, with a great risk of heavy bleeding during the operation.

Dr. Brade nodded in agreement. This was precisely what made him anxious. The patient wanted to retain his complete liver function, which was simply impossible.

Upon hearing this, the woman from Dawnstar couldn’t help but weep, pleading with Rosemary to find a solution.

She didn’t want her father to lose so much of his liver function.

"There is one way."

At Rosemary’s words, not only the woman but also Dr. Brade was taken aback.

"We could perform an ex-vivo liver tumor resection and autologous liver transplantation."

The woman was confused and looked at Brade for clarification.

Brade was completely stunned.

Rosemary’s suggestion was to remove the liver from the body, completely cut off the tumor, and then re-implant it.

The objective was to ensure the complete removal of the tumor while maintaining the integrity of the liver and vascular structures and functions. This posed a severe challenge for the chief surgeon.

The slightest mistake could possibly leave them open to public criticism and even be fired.

He wouldn’t even dare to think about such a solution.

The woman from Dawnstar instinctively held onto Rosemary’s hand, asking her if she was confident, and if she was, could she be the chief surgeon to save her father.

"Please, get up."

Rosemary didn’t want her to keep kneeling.

But the woman refused to rise, pleading with Rosemary to save her father. She began talking about her life since childhood, dependent on her father, crying and begging Rosemary to help.

"If I’m the chief surgeon, the patient’s liver retention can reach over 95%," Rosemary stated truthfully.

Dr. Brade was in disbelief.

He knew better than anyone about the complexity of the operation and the severity of the situation.

Even if the person standing in front of him was Dr. Bell, he couldn’t believe that there was someone in this world capable of retaining over 95% of the liver function.

That was not a feat for a medical saint, but for a god!

Even the woman questioned Rosemary incredulously, asking if she was joking. She had taken her father to countless doctors before—most of whom said there was no hope—while a few said the patient would lose a significant portion of his liver function after surgery. The only person who was confident enough to promise a near-complete retention was Rosemary.

But the catch was, she was just a teenager.

"Dr. Rose, are you serious?" Dr. Brade couldn’t help but ask. "The patient’s request is to retain as much of the normal liver function as possible."

"I understand," Rosemary replied, her expression calm, her eyes undisturbed.

It was as if the entire matter was as simple as eating and drinking to her.

The woman asked Rosemary again if she could operate on her father now, assuring her that money was no object as long as the surgery was successful.

"Her fees aren’t cheap," Dr. Brade warned. "She’s a highly skilled and renowned surgeon."

Simply the name "Dr. Bell" was worth its weight in gold.

The woman immediately pulled out a blank check from her purse, tore it off, and offered it with both hands.

"Name your price. My family is worth hundreds of millions. I’ll spend it all if I have to—just to cure my father!"

What a devoted daughter.

"You won’t have to go bankrupt," Rosemary took her check and said calmly. "I’ll go see the patient. If everything’s fine, we’ll operate."

She was no saint. She wouldn’t save lives for nothing.

She turned to Dr. Brade.

"You’ll assist me."

Upon hearing this, Dr. Brade was somewhat excited at the prospect of being Rosemary’s assistant.

"Find another doctor to coordinate with you."

As soon as Rosemary finished speaking, Brade said, "No problem!"

When Brade returned from his call, he found a group of doctors crowded in the observation room, occasionally gasping in amazement.

"I wouldn’t believe it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes—such a young, beautiful, and skilled doctor."

"The key is her decisiveness and precision. They are superior to ours."

"Watching her perform the surgery, I was reminded of the old professor at our hospital. If he were still here, he’d do everything he could to keep her."

"What’s her background that even Brade is willing to assist her?"

"All I know is that she’s confident in performing a surgery that even Brade couldn’t guarantee, and she rates her odds at 95%."

"What did you say? Did she sound so sure?"

Brade gathered quite a bit of information from their conversations. Walking in, he saw his niece indeed performing surgery in the next room.

He inquired about the situation from the people around him, then watched his niece busily operating through the glass wall.

When Rosemary completely removed the liver, Brade and another doctor quickly connected the stomach and intestines to the artificial blood vessels of the liver, ensuring a smooth blood flow.

Rosemary skillfully excised the tumor from the liver under a temperature of 4°C. The entire process was smooth.

"I can’t believe it."

"I witnessed it myself, but if I were to perform this surgery, I wouldn’t be able to do it as smoothly and effectively as her."

"Who is she, really? She managed to remove the tumor completely without damaging the liver function."

"She must be someone significant!"

"She actually dared to perform such a surgery."

Listening to the praises of the crowd, Brade naturally realized the difficulty of the operation. He hadn’t expected his young niece, with her kindness and dedication to medicine, to save her grandfather and then a stranger.

Time ticked by.

Rosemary had entered the operating room without bringing anything. At this moment, her phone was vibrating again and again in her backpack, sending a humming sound from the locker.

Seeing that she wasn’t answering the call, Romeo couldn’t help but worry.