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    His outward gentleness masked a ruthless nature that was now on full disy. Marissa stood quietly, lips pressed together, watching the grim scene unfold.


    Turning back to face her, Q spoke in his usual, even tone. “I used a special technique to stab him. Only Dr. Riss could perform the surgery needed to save his life.” Q had risked his subordinate’s life just to test Marissa. If she seeded in saving the man, she’d prove she was indeed Dr. Riss. If she failed, she’d be exposed as an imposter.


    What kind of monster would sacrifice his own people just to clear his doubts? But from the expressions on the faces of the others behind Q, it was clear they were used to such horrors. None of them seemed surprised.


    Taking a deep breath, Marissa said to Q, “I need an operating room.”


    Q smiled. “I’ve already prepared one for you. Follow me.” With a gesture of Q’s hand, the group of people in white gowns sprang into action. They swiftly lifted the injured man onto a stretcher and hurriedly rushed him into the cabin of the ship.


    Marissa wasted no time. The man’s heart was seriously injured, and even a second’s dy could be fatal. His life was crucial, especially if it meant saving Tiffany. She had to act swiftly. As the team carried the injured man, Marissa jogged alongside, removing her jacket and tying her hair into a ponytail. Once inside the operating room, she swiftly changed into scrubs, sanitized her hands, and prepared for the surgery.


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    Q followed closely, observing her every move. When Marissa efficiently got ready and entered the operating room, Q nodded in approval.


    One of his subordinates remarked, “Wow, Marissa looks highly professional. She’s quick and clearly experienced.” Q responded with a smile, “She’s not just quick and professional; her expertise is evident. She must have performed over a hundred surgeries to be this adept. So far, she seems like an excellent surgeon.”


    The subordinate asked, “Is she really Dr. Riss?”


    Q nced at the operating room door. “We can’t be certain yet. Everything will be clear only after the operation.”


    Marissa was unaware of the conversation happening outside. Once in the operating room, she focused solely on the task at hand. That was the hallmark of a true professional. In the operating room, a doctor focuses solely on the patient, blocking out everything else.


    The surgery was incrediblyplex and demanding. After ten grueling hours, Marissa finally emerged from the operating room, exhausted but relieved.


    To her surprise, Q had been waiting outside the entire time, monitoring the procedure closely. As Marissa wearily stepped out, Q approached her with an eager expression.


    Q already knew the result of the operation before Marissa even left the operating room. The procedure had been a resounding sess, every detail executed wlessly. Only someone as skilled as Dr. Riss could have pulled off such a perfect operation.


    When Marissa emerged, Q greeted her with enthusiasm. “Riss! You truly are Dr. Riss! Ha! Ha! Ha!”


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