Chapter 961

Chapter 961 The Master Showed Up Brett nodded and signaled them to open the door.

After the guard opened the door, Brett turned to whisper to Nikita before entering it. “Mr. President is inside, and there are several cabinet experts. After a while, they will give the president a diagnosis and treatment together with you.”

The president had his own personal medical team around him.

They were the experts in the cabinet.

Those experts were equivalent to the president’s family doctors, living in the manor with President, always ready when President needed.

They were also an elite team selected from The National Hospital.

They had the same teacher as Dr. Charles.

Nikita said nothing, pressing her lips.

After Brett told her, he pushed open the door and went in first.

“Don’t be overly thoughtful.” Charles lowered his voice and explained, “It’s not because he doesn’t believe your medical skills, but because those experts have a better understanding of the daily situation of the president. They can better help you.”

Nikita looked down at Charles. “I haven’t said I want to operate on him yet.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He nodded quickly. “Can you feel the president a pulse first?”

His tone was quite humble.

The attitude was also quite humble.

Frank saw this silently, restraining his impulse of recording this scene with his phone.

She raised her eyebrows, her hands in her pockets, walking into the room slowly. “I also charge for feeling the pulse.”

Her voice was not loud, but she didn’t deliberately lower it.

Brett heard her words ‘charge for feeling the pulse’ and paused.

Dr. Charles kept up with Nikita’s pace and said flatteringly, “Of course, please rest assured that you will never do for nothing.”

“As long as you can cure the president, no matter how high the price you ask, it is ok.”

Brett also turned his head and nodded. “Dr. Charles is right. As long as you can cure the president, the price is up to you.”

“Let’s have s check first.” Her tone was not serious. “The price of the diagnosis is set after it.”

The room was very big.

But there were few furnishings inside, so it looked very empty.

At a glance, Nikita saw a man lying on the only big white bed in the room, several old men in white coats standing by the bed. They were discussing something fiercely.

After seeing Brett, they stopped arguing.

Brett walked over to look at President who closed his eyes on the white bed, frowning. “How is President now?”

*The situation is very good.” An expert sighed, “We must have a craniectomy immediately to get the blood out of his brain.”

“The operation can’t be delayed any longer.” Another expert looked serious. “We must have a surgery for the president at once.”

“The place where there is congestion can’t be operated. Another expert frowned and said, “Even after craniectomy, it is useless.”

“But craniectomy must be done.” Several experts argued about whether to do surgery again. “If the congestion can’t be discharged. Mr. President’s life will be in danger!”

“Then you tell me. Even if we open his brain, who dares to take it out? Do you dare?”