Inside the operating room, Zack's face was deathly pale, and the monitor beside him showed his blood pressure plummeting.
A flicker of cold harshness crossed Michael's eyes, but he quickly masked it, slipping back into the persona of the unfeeling Dr. Jacobs.
When the medical staff in the operating room saw Michael arrive, they instantly felt anchored, as if their anchor had arrived.
It did not take long for Michael to locate the bleeding point. The moment he clamped the artery, the vitals on the monitor began to stabilize.
The medical personnel around him also let out a collective sigh of relief.
Michael sutured the damaged blood vessel closed. Gradually, color slowly returned to Zack's ash-pale face.
Learning that he was out of life-threatening danger, the hospital director and Unc
