After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 592

Chapter 592

Everyone held their breath and looked at Sylvia with awe.

All her movements seemed to be like those of a medical master in a martial arts movie.

Those outside the door stretched their heads to look inside the ward, all wanting to see how Sylvia

administered the needle to the old Mr. Bennett.

"Gee, it's been so long, why isn't it over yet?"

"Yes! Does it work or not? Is there really no need for surgery?"

"I heard she was a surgeon! I thought she was going to operate on the old Mr. Bennett!"

Raiden and a few others also stared at Sylvia in shock, all her actions and behavior telling them that

she was not an amateur.

On the contrary, she was very good at it.

She was simply a master.

The look of worship on Dr. Mitchell's face had already said it all.

He said to Sylvia cheekily and ingratiatingly, "Miss Andrews ... where did you get this technique from?

Which master did you learn from?"

Sylvia tilted her head and glanced at the old Mr. Bennett on the hospital bed, and her voice carried a

hint of cool diffidence, "Oh, I don't have a teacher, I'm a little interested in this field, so I practiced it for a

while."

Dr. Mitchell looked at Sylvia with wide eyes in shock, "You ... you practiced it for some time? How long

was it?"

"Just two months."

"Are you kidding me?"

Dr. Mitchell's face was turning green, and the ingratiating smile on his face faded away.

Two months! Two months of practice? And she could apply the needle so well!

So this skill that he had learned all his life and with which he lived on was so easily mastered by her?

Sylvia must be bluffing, right?

Dr. Mitchell's voice trembled to the core, "Are you sure it was two months? You didn't misremember or

make a mistake?"

Sylvia didn't take his surprise seriously. While curing the old Mr. Bennett, she continued, "Well, I was

learning something else back then. If I hadn't, I guess a month would have been enough."

One month!

She was so arrogant!

Dr. Mitchell seriously suspected that he had heard things wrong.

How was it possible?

His head was so dizzy that he almost didn't faint on the ground.

Back then, he seriously remembered all the acupuncture points of the human body, and practiced for a

long time before he could finally used his skills on patients, and from time to time he would make

mistakes.

He spent so much time and effort in learning such skills.

Yet Sylvia just spent two months.

Even though he worked in the hospital every day and had received countless patients, he could not

reach Sylvia's level.

Sylvia didn't take Dr. Mitchell's words to heart as she continued to apply the needle there.

And everyone in the room broke down and stared at her in shock.

Alondra was so angry that her face distorted. She thought Sylvia was just deliberately bragging.

"Miss Andrews, stop bragging yourself. Medical knowledge is very difficult to learn. Students at Medical

University study for years and do internships for a long time before they can officially join the workforce.

Don't you think what you were saying sounds ridiculous?"

"Yeah?" Sylvia glanced at Alondra, who was too shallow.

Yet she didn't bother to engage in a verbal battle with Alondra.

She only focused on the old Mr. Bennett.

Alondra felt that Sylvia deliberately acted like that to embarrass her, an expert here.

She couldn't wait to nail Sylvia's lies and couldn't resist saying, "Miss Andrews, are you sure you can

really disperse the stagnant blood? Don't be too confident. ou shouldn't be too confident about your

abilities because people won't trust a doctor who only studied for two months!"

Sylvia's almond eyes fell on her in a cold manner, and she had no intention of arguing with her.

She said casually, "It doesn't matter if you trust me; I trust myself, that's enough."

This statement made perfect sense since she wasn't administering the needle for Alondra's benefit Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

anyway. What does it matter whether or not Alondra trusts her?

Alondra couldn't accept this reality...

Her face was on fire and she wanted to lash out against Sylvia, to irritate Sylvia.

But her face was stiff, her muscles were twitching, and she could only clench her fists in silence, unable

to speak.

Franklin couldn't help but let out a chuckle not far away, "My wife is a genius, how can you understand

the world of geniuses?"

Sylvia was always a fast learner, and Franklin was really curious about what kind of person his mother-

in-law was to give birth to such a talented daughter.

But ... since he met Sylvia, he had rarely heard her mention her mother, who he only knew had died

long ago.