The True Heiress's Return

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In the Crescentville, a helicopter was slowly landing on the rooftop helipad of a private beauty clinic in the city.

As soon as the plane's cabin door opened, the trained medical staff sprang into action, quickly wheeling the injured passengers into the prepared emergency room.

Jasmin brushed his hair, tousled by the helicopter, and watched as the woman in tight clothing skillfully jumped out of the cabin, making him whistle in admiration. "Wow, Shakira, you've got some serious style!"

With a mischievous smile, he joked, "But with all these dangerous missions, do you really have to keep looking out for us so

much?"

Shakira kept her eyes forward and quickened her pace. "There was a reason. I had no choice but to bring the person here to you."

Jasmin, following her with curiosity, asked, "But how did you know I had an emergency room here? For what it's worth, my place has the second-best emergency facilities in Crescentville. No one else can claim the top spot!" Shakira glanced at him sideways, "Last time I came for a check-up, I did a little tour."

Jasmin didn't reply. He thought, 'Shakira came over and even figured out all his secrets.'

Upon entering, Shakira went into the sterile chamber, causing the head doctor, who was preparing to sterilize, to shout, "This is a restricted operating area. Who let you in here?"

Jasmin spoke loudly, "I allowed her to enter. Is there a problem?"

Once they recognized Jasmin, the group quickly put on polite smiles, "Mr. Tucker, are you here to watch the surgery too? Of course, that's fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shakira smoothly changed into sterile equipment, looking all set to step up to the operating

table.

Jasmin was surprised, "Are you going to perform the surgery himself?"

Shakira didn't look up. "His injuries are severe, with multiple fractures and damage to internal organs. I don't trust anyone else with this."

The highly paid attending doctors present were left speechless.

The head director wore a grim expression and, out of respect for Jasmin, tried to soften his tone, "Mr. Tucker, the patient sent in is severely injured. Even for experienced senior doctors, there's no assured success. This young girl is so inexperienced. If she goes in, can the patient even survive?" Jasmin eagerly rubbed her hands, "You're right, I don't trust you guys to assist her. I'll take over!"

A group of people watched anxiously as the two of them went into the operating room one after the other. The red light came on, and they stood outside watching the operating room's monitor, feeling more anxious than ever before.

"Oh my, this young girl is actually working on the patient's major artery; there's so much blood flowing!"

"That leg might be gone now; how did it get hurt so badly?"

"Who cares about the leg? The kidneys and liver are also damaged. Can they even be saved?"

"I bet that girl is pretty. Mr. Tucker must be charmed by her.

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"He's injured so badly and still has to be practice for some fresh-faced girl? Mr. Tucker really doesn't care about people's

lives!"

They couldn't bear to look and turned their faces away. A few sharp ones were already checking their phones for new opportunities.

Honestly, it's against the rules for a beauty clinic to perform emergency procedures. If someone dies because of this operation, they won't get a good end.

No matter how famous Jasmin's background is, or how much he relies on Clusia Hospital's Medical Research Department, there's no way they could continue like this. Just then, a doctor suddenly shouted, "Guys, look. His heart rate is going up!"

"How is that possible? Is this just a brief revival? Wait, has the severe bleeding stopped?"

"You know, that young girl stayed remarkably calm the entire time, huh?"

They slowly realized as they watched the surgery until the end, everyone was left so astonished that they couldn't speak.

This surgery was performed flawlessly! Even they couldn't achieve such a level! Sean rushed over just as the surgery ended.

Shakira took off her mask and walked out of the operating room, her scrubs splattered with blood.

Sean was surprised, "You did the surgery yourself?"

Shakira said, "Okay."

Sean couldn't wait, "So, how is it? Is he still breathing?"

Shakira glanced at him, removed her contaminated scrubs, sanitized herself, and then turned to look at Jasmin, who was sweating profusely but seemed very satisfied.

Jasmin, despite being utterly exhausted from hours of tough surgery, still had bright eyes and a lively spirit.

"The surgery was successful. The chances of surviving without amputation from such severe injuries are less than 5%, but today we managed it. However, his brain has sustained serious damage, and whether he regains consciousness depends on him," Jasmin said. He spoke with admiration, "Working with Shakira in surgery feels different from working with others. Every move blends seamlessly; mastering such technique must take thousands of repetitions, right?"

Shakira frowned a bit, "No, I've only participated in a few major surgeries and haven't practiced much."

Jasmin looked amazed but then understood, "No wonder Matthew said you are a rare genius. I learned a lot today."

Upon hearing this, the doctors gathered outside finally realized

"The genius Matthew mentioned... Oh my God, are you the legendary Lonely Bird?"

"No wonder your medical skills are so superb, it must be because you're the Lonely Bird!"

"Master Lonely Bird, we didn't recognize you earlier, please forgive us."

"Lonely Bird, I've always admired you. It's a privilege to witness your surgery today."

Shakira's lips twitched slightly, and she said quietly, "You all are the backbone of the hospital. I'm sorry for interrupting today, please keep this a secret for me."

Everyone understood, "Of course, Lonely Bird is known for being modest. We certainly won't tell anyone."

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"Yeah, who would have thought that the renowned Lonely Bird was just a young girl? If we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, no one would believe it!"

Shakira thanked them again and then stepped out into the hallway.

She instructed Jasmin, "I can only keep him alive. Whether he wakes up depends on his willpower. It's up to your people to take care of him now."

Jasmin waved her hand, "It's just one patient room, no problem

Shakira's eyes gleamed for a moment, "We need to keep this discreet."

Jasmin chuckled, "Of course I know, the Nelson family is searching the whole city for Mr. Lopez, and here we are, secretly rescuing him. I wouldn't dare brag about it."

Shakira nodded and said seriously, "Thank you for handling this. If we're discovered, I'll take full responsibility."

"Don't say that. If my mentor found out I didn't help you they'd scold me."

Jasmin was already impressed with Shakira's behavior in the operating room, showing a fanboy expression. "In the end, it's about saving a life, and if the senior saves someone quietly, there's definitely a reason." Shakira lowered her eyes just as a call came in on her phone.

She answered, "Ms. Shakira Nelson, this is the city police department. We suspect you are involved in a traffic accident. Please come to the station to assist with the investigation."