Chapter 698

"The surgery was almost successful until you bumped into Dr. Laurent's arm!" A nurse couldn't help speaking up.

"That's a lie! I never touched her!" The female doctor shrieked in protest. "As the lead surgeon, the failure is entirely her responsibility!"

She glared viciously at Vivian Laurent, determined to pin all the blame on her.

"Enough!" Vivian's sharp command instantly silenced the operating room.

Her decisive order cut through the tension. "Prepare for an emergency laparotomy."

There was no time for blame games now. The Queen and her unborn child's lives hung by a thread.

"A laparotomy?" The female doctor gasped dramatically. "The fetus is barely developed! This is murder!"

Vivian didn't even glance her way. "Remove her."

"You can't! I was personally appointed by Her Majesty!" The woman screamed hysterically.

Without hesitation, Vivian grabbed a surgical gauze and shoved it into the woman's mouth.

"Restrain her." Vivian's icy gaze swept across the room. "Anyone else disrupting this procedure will face consequences."

The muffled doctor thrashed uselessly against the nurses holding her.

Complete silence fell over the operating theater.

Vivian's scalpel made one precise incision across the Queen's abdomen.

Her movements flowed with practiced grace, not a single hesitation.

The tiny fetus, no larger than a palm, was carefully extracted.

Vivian worked alone, refusing any assistance.

Her slender fingers moved with meticulous precision, as if conducting a delicate symphony.

Only the steady beeping of monitors filled the sterile air.

Every witness held their breath, watching the young surgeon perform what seemed like an impossible miracle.