He Swapped My Scalpel For A Toy Novel by Wintress _ Novel





He Swapped My Scalpel For A Toy Chapter 01

The head of the classified agency was rushed to the hospital with a sudden illness, and the higher-ups specifically requested that I, known as the Master Surgeon, personally perform the operation.
Just before the surgery began, I was preparing to attach the blade to my scalpel handle.
The plastic texture of the surgical instrument left me stunned.
I looked in disbelief at my boyfriend Ethan Mitchell, who was my surgical assistant, and the medical intern Vivian Brooks.I asked, “What is this?”
Vivian spoke carelessly, “I used pork for practice today and borrowed your scalpel. You’re not going to get angry over such a small thing, are you? This is a $1.99 kitchen toy set I bought from the grocery store downstairs. Don’t you think this fruit knife is pretty cute?”
I looked at Ethan angrily. “Get my scalpel right now! This is a matter of life and death. Can you bear the responsibility if we delay the rescue?”
Ethan shrugged dismissively. “Aren’t you the Master Surgeon? What’s wrong? Can’t perform surgery with toys? Just grab the blade with your bare hands and cut. It’s not like it can’t be used.”
I couldn’t be bothered to deal with them anymore and directly activated the emergency communication system in the operating room. “Secretary Parker, my scalpel has been replaced with a toy. I suspect this person is an enemy agent with intentions to deliberately harm Director Hayes. Please send someone immediately to take her away!”
Before I could finish speaking, Vivian had already rushed over to shut off the emergency communication system and even pulled out the power cord.
Looking at Director Hayes lying on the operating table, I suppressed my anger and looked at my Ethan. “I’m saying this for the last time. Bring me my scalpel.”
Perhaps seeing that I was truly angry, Ethan’s eyes began to dodge. “Vivian needed to practice today, so I lent her your scalpel…”
Before Ethan could finish, Vivian had already interrupted him disdainfully, “It’s just a few scalpel handles. Is it worth making such a big fuss? It’s not like I won’t return them. Besides, who told this old man to suddenly be admitted to the hospital? If anyone’s to blame, blame him!”
My hands clenched into tight fists, feeling the rage burning in my chest.
Director Hayes was the supreme leader of the classified agency. Tonight he was rushed to the hospital with a sudden illness, and the higher-ups specifically requested that I personally perform this surgery.
For a surgery of this level, the hospital director should normally be assisting beside me, but at this hour, he had already gone home.Ethan had begged me for a long time, wanting to give Vivian a learning opportunity, repeatedly promising that they would completely follow my instructions.
Only then did I agree to let them into the operating room.
But now, my usual scalpel handle had been replaced with a toy knife.
I found it hard to believe this wasn’t intentional.
I looked coldly at the two people in front of me, and when I spoke again, my voice was so cold it frightened even myself. “I’m asking you one more time. Where is my scalpel! The patient’s condition is extremely critical right now. If anything goes wrong, can you bear the consequences?”
Faced with my questioning, Vivian turned to look at Ethan pitifully. “Dr. Carter looks pissed! I swear I didn’t mean to.”
Ethan gave Vivian a reassuring look and turned to face me. “It’s not a big deal. Let’s just forget about it. You don’t need to make such a mountain out of a molehill. He’s just a decrepit old man. At his age, he won’t live much longer anyway. If he dies, he dies. What are you afraid of? There are only three of us in this operating room. As long as we don’t say anything, who would know about this?”
I could no longer suppress the rage in my heart and shouted at them, “We are doctors! Our mission is healing and saving lives! The patient is lying right in front of us. What exactly are you doing? And Ethan! Listen to what you’re saying. Do you still deserve to wear that white coat?”
Vivian suddenly burst into mocking laughter. “Oh my, it seems our Master Surgeon is really so noble! Everyone jokingly calls you Master Surgeon, and you actually think you’re some kind of savior?”
As Vivian spoke, she began taking off her surgical scrubs, “I’d like to see how you’re going to save this dying old man without a scalpel and without assistants.”
The moment Vivian removed her surgical scrubs, the entire sterile environment of the operating room was compromised.
I hurled the toy knife in my hand at Vivian. “Do you know who is lying on this operating table? If anything happens to Director Hayes, your entire family’s lives wouldn’t be enough to compensate!”

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