Chapter 1777: Royal Hospital Standards
Chapter 1777: Royal Hospital Standards
Chapter 1777: Royal Hospital Standards
Immediately, he followed the thread and found the hidden second copper wire. He took a deep breath
and cut the wire.
At this point, his back was already drenched in sweat.
Only the last red wire remained. Although it might not be red in color, it was referred to as the "red wire"
because it was the final and most crucial exclusion wire in the industry.
He searched for it, determined to find it. In his first attempt, he didn't succeed.
He felt a sinking feeling in his heart, and his mind became a bit muddled. He forced himself to stay
calm, taking deep breaths. He started his second search.
This unlocking device and detonator were highly specialized. They could only interact with each other
when the detonator was within ten meters of the unlocking device. That was why Alisha had to be
brought to the scene.
He opened the cover of the unlocking device, and the red light indicated that the detonator had been This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.
detected.
He had to sever their connection, unlocking the detonator and proceeding with the next step. Any
mistake in any step would cost Alisha her life.
His understanding of the detonator and micro-explosive device implanted in Athena was slightly
incorrect. His imagined scenario had deviated. As he delved deeper into his research, he completely
grasped the sequence and mastered the elements of disarming.
Now, only the last copper wire remained, and he had to find it!
He searched meticulously, focusing on every detail.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He had found it!
In an inconspicuous corner, there was a copper wire thinner than a strand of hair, hidden behind
numerous thicker wires.
This was it, no doubt about it!
Luther's spirits were lifted, and he quickly cut the wire. With that, the weight on his heart was lifted as
well.
Watching the red display disappear from the screen, he let out a sigh of relief and shouted, "OK, let's
begin!"
He then activated the satellite jammer, preventing the unlocking device from transmitting the
interruption signal.
He had calculated that unless Athena voluntarily turned off the detonator, this was the only feasible
method. After lying in wait for so long, he had finally devised this plan.
From this moment on, Reuben had five minutes.
Luther's heart was pounding, feeling the tension throughout his entire body. All the blood seemed to be
flowing in reverse.
He had never worked with Reuben before.
He was even less familiar with Reuben's medical skills. All he could do now was trust Reuben
unconditionally. After all, Reuben's life was also tied to Alisha's. If the micro-explosive device inside
Alisha exploded, they would both die.
He couldn't leave the unlocking device. He stared at it every second.
Reuben, not far away, was working swiftly under the illumination of a small shadowless lamp.
First, he administered the anesthesia. To save time, Alisha was still unconscious, so he only performed
local anesthesia. If Alisha were awake at the moment, she would be conscious and aware of the
surgery. This anesthesia was the latest technology, with a low dosage but strong effects, especially
suitable for local use.
Rohomes controlled this type of anesthesia, and its ultimate purpose was for use in warfare. However,
Luther didn't disclose this to Joyce because it involved international affairs, and he couldn't easily
reveal it.
Once the anesthesia took effect, Reuben made an incision at the scar on Alisha's chest.
He removed the detonator and micro-explosive device, avoiding blood vessels and the heart. For him,
it was a simple procedure. His movements were fast, and he quickly retrieved them. There was still
time left, so he decided to stitch up the wound before disposing of the detonator and micro-explosive
device. It was better because this way he wouldn't have to open the sterile tent, minimizing the risk of
surgical infection. After all, Alisha was still young and couldn't withstand repeated infections.
He neatly cut away the previous scar and used his most exquisite technique, even using cosmetic
needles for the sutures.
After stitching, he even admired his handiwork for a few seconds. It was a seamless closure, almost
invisible.
At this moment, there were only ten seconds left of the five minutes. He had already opened the
countdown timer.
He opened the sterile tent, disinfected Alisha's wound repeatedly, and then dressed the wound, finally
dressing Alisha in her clothes.