Chapter 4 I Will Take Full Responsibility For Whatever Happens

As Emma's words hung in the air, all eyes snapped toward her.

The medical staff exchanged looks of thinly veiled contempt upon seeing her plain, unimpressive appearance.

"Watch your tone. You just graduated, didn't you? Do you think skimming a few textbooks suddenly makes you an expert?"

"If surgery were a realistic choice, we would have made the call already. Brain operations are challenging even under ideal conditions. Given this patient's history, attempting another now is like fighting a battle against death itself."

"In a case like this, only someone miraculous, like the mysterious doctor Solacer, could offer a shred of hope."

"You'd be better off focusing on fixing your own face than wasting our time here."

Emma's eyes didn't flicker. A cold chuckle escaped her lips. "Since when did medicine require judging books by their covers?"

Before anyone could respond, a soft but sharp voice cut through the tension.

"Emma, you've been a housewife ever since marrying Jason. When did you become a medical expert?"

Emma turned to find Jason and Katherine walking in her direction.

Were they coming for Katherine's prenatal appointment?

A wave of nausea hit Emma, and she fought hard to keep from gagging.

Katherine wore an innocent expression, but her words were sharp. "Emma, I know you like being the center of attention, but this isn't a time to joke about someone's life."

The doctors rallied around her, joining in the criticism.

"A housewife thinks she can call the shots here?"

"You'd better head back to the kitchen. This is no place for your foolishness!"

Emma's stare turned ice-cold.

They had no clue that the woman they dismissed as just a housewife was actually the famed doctor known as Solacer.

Under that name, Emma had earned immense respect in the global medical community. She had saved countless lives on the edge of death, earning the admiration of many leading physicians.

Just for Jason, she had willingly set aside her medical career, swapping the surgeon's tools for kitchen utensils.

And what did she get? Heartless betrayal and shameless manipulation by a homewrecker.

The bitter lesson had sunk in-sacrificing herself for a man would never earn respect.

Only by reclaiming her power would she ensure she was never looked down on again.

Katherine, watching Emma endure their scorn, felt a secret thrill.

Raising her voice with deliberate intent, she challenged, "Emma, since you act like you know it all, do you really have the guts to perform this surgery? Just so you know, the patient inside is Rick Miller. A simple housewife like you likely has no clue about the Miller family's immense power, do you?" Her voice dripping with contempt, Katherine taunted, "If something goes wrong, nothing you do could ever make up for it, not even giving up your life!"

Emma's voice rang out, steady and resolute. "Sure. I can do it."

The moment those words left her lips, the doctors around her exploded into uproarious protests.

"Are you out of your mind? A housewife performing brain surgery?"

"If anything happens to Mr. Miller, the whole hospital will be on the line!"

"The Millers wield enormous power; if you want to throw your life away, don't take the rest of us down too!"

"Security! Remove this lunatic at once!"

At the command, a group of security guards forced their way through the throng, their hands reaching out toward Emma.

But through the chaos and shouting, a firm, powerful voice rose above the clamor.

"I'll be her assistant," Nate declared boldly.

He pushed past the crowd, positioning himself squarely in front of Emma, using his own body to shield her from the advancing security guards.

His eyes scanned the doubtful faces surrounding them as he finished, his voice dripping with unwavering determination.

"I will take full responsibility for whatever happens-all on my own."