Dr.Akin Interruption
Author: Bigsnowy
last update2025-02-03 08:25:04

Time seemed to slip through Mason's fingers as he stood in the gallery with his eyes glued to the scene unfolding in front of him. The silence in the room was heavy, and the sound was the soft, rhythmic hum of the 365G laser was the only thing echoing through the space.

Dr. Lukeman, who had his eyes fixed on the surgical microscope embedded on the machine, muttered instructions to his staff, who didn't waste time to carry out the task.

“The tumor is visible, and I need everyone to remain still at this moment,” Dr. Lukeman announced, casting a quick, assessing look at his team. “How is she doing, Dr. Zarah?” He asked, and Mason, with a mixed expression knitted on his brow, averted his gaze to the doctor.

“Her vitals are stable,” she replied, not peeling her eyes from the machine.

“At this moment, Dr. Zarah, you need to monitor that closely,” Dr. Lukeman instructed, and his brow furrowed in concentration as he redirected his attention to the machine.

Mason, not able to have a clear view
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