A Replacement Bride

Chapter 50

"I'm sorry to break the news to you, Mrs. Cornell, but all of the nerves in your left hand have been damaged and your only option is to amputate your arm."

Lisa was frantically sent over to the hospital. Following the examination, the doctor perused the diagnosis results in his hand before looking sympathetically at her.

As soon as Lisa heard the result, she jumped up and reached out to snatch the examination report from the doctor's hand while fixing her gaze on the result.

The words 'neuronal death' stunned her and froze her entire body. It was not until a while that she regained her composure.

"H-How is this even possible?"

"Mrs. Cornell, please make a decision as soon as possible. Your arm's nerves have all died and you must have it amputated right away. If it is not done, there is no guarantee that it will not affect other parts of the body." The doctor was unsurprised by her reaction and simply reminded her.

Slamming the examination report in the face of the doctor, Lisa exclaimed, "Impossible! I can't have my limbs amputated! You scammers! Bullsh*t! This examination result is obviously a forgery!"

Of course, she could not believe the fact that she had to amputate her neuronally dead arm when she was still feeling perfectly fine hours ago. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

How could Katherine be capable of transforming me into this state with a single touch?

I cannot and will not accept this.

She walked out with a cold expression on her face before pushing the doctor in front of her away with her right hand. I want to go to the best hospital in town and receive another checkup! The doctors here are obviously deceiving me!

Meanwhile, Katherine returned to Ben's clinic after leaving the Cornell Residence. The poor boy was still asleep and the wound on his face was not getting any better. She looked at him for a long time, remembering how proud and careful he was with his beautiful face. He will probably cry once he wakes up.

After a while of guarding by the hospital bed, Katherine raised her hand and rubbed her temples before getting up to leave. She then took a cab straight to Theodore's research institute.

It was an open day for new recruitment at the institute today. The competition was fierce because there was only one open position available. Everyone who had applied for this position had arrived since the morning. After a round of fierce competition, thirty people remained, awaiting the final decision.

Only one of these thirty individuals would be chosen to join the research institute.

Katherine's car came to a halt in front of the research institute on the street. After paying, she walked slowly toward the research institute.

Meanwhile, a vehicle with a black Volkswagen logo and a string of letters underneath it was parked on the side of the road.

She cast a glance at the car without much thought and proceeded to the research institute.

In the car, Joaquin's gaze was drawn to Katherine and he suspected he was mistaken. As such, he remained silent for a few moments before phoning Ben.

"Where are you?"

Theodore's research institute was regarded as one of the best in Cechirus, if not the entire world. Many locals would want to enter by any means possible. Unfortunately, admission was prohibitively competitive. Even Beatrice, who had a double master's degree, had a slim chance of admission.

Joaquin did not mean to belittle Katherine, but he thought it was outrageous.

"I'm in the clinic. What's up?" Ben looked at Keith, who had already awoken, and responded condescendingly to Joaquin's words.

"Did Katherine go to the clinic today?" Joaquin remained silent for a moment even though he thought the question was absurd.

"Oh, she just came to visit her brother and left. She said she'd return later. Why? You're not actually going to be concerned about your fiancé, are you?" Ben joked.

Without any hesitation, Joaquin abruptly hung up the phone, ignoring Ben.

Katherine had no idea Joaquin was outside the research institute, so she went straight in. At this point, all of the interviewees were seated in the hall outside the research institute; the thirty-person crowd looked magnificent.

She cast a quick glance at them before averting her gaze and walking straight to the entrance.

Beatrice, on the other hand, fixed her gaze on Katherine in front of her and the rage in her eyes was palpable.

As soon as she saw that Katherine wanted to enter the research institute, she could not help but stand up in rage. Her fingernails were digging into her palm and her voice was trembling with emotions. "You! What exactly are you doing? Don't you dare mess around! Not anyone can enter!"

Katherine's steps came to a halt as she heard Beatrice's shout. When she turned around, she saw Beatrice standing there in a white gown, her face flushed as if she had done something outrageous.

Raising her brows, Katherine gave Beatrice a brief glance, then averted her gaze. She then took a card from her pocket, tapped at the door, and walked right in.

At this point, Beatrice's face blanched; she could not believe what she was seeing.

Katherine was merely an insignificant person in Fontan's slums five years ago—heck, she even struggled to feed herself three meals a day—so how could she possibly reach a height that Beatrice could not?

Is she actually a member of the institute?

Beatrice bit her lower lip and fixed her gaze piercingly on the door Katherine opened.

When Katherine entered, she ran into Theodore who was hurrying out and there was a brief moment of silence as the two faced each other.

Following that, he rushed over beaming as he asked, "Have you changed your mind again? Did you decide to interview the candidates today on the spur of the moment?"

Katherine's hand touched the tip of her nose as Theodore's earnest gaze prevented her from saying 'no'.

"Uh… Is this the final round of interviews?" she coughed twice before responding awkwardly.

"Yes. The candidates have completed the first round of interviews and the practical test. There is only one more test remaining. I've prepared a patient as a case study for them. What do you think?" Theodore rubbed his hands together, clearly delighted and excited.

"It's not impossible. Let's use the patient who was sent here a few days ago," Katherine said after a brief pause.

"Who?" He could not react since he did not know who the patient was.

"The brain-dead person with a good physique who also has been brain-dead for two years. The candidates can try to conduct experiments on him since he can't die anyway." Katherine gave him an innocent look.

Completely speechless, Theodore stared at her for a long time and could not help but sigh. "You're a fantastic researcher, but you never come to the institute to conduct research or experiments; instead, you spend your time outside. You are a reckless woman who is squandering your abilities. Forget about it. You should resolve the issues with the Cornells as soon as possible. If you can't handle it, let me know and I'll assist you."

When Katherine heard his words, her heart warmed slightly. She then nodded and walked right past him.

She had to give Keith some medicine to help his face wound heal faster. The once-attractive boy had transformed into a pig's head and she felt uneasy about his battered face.

Since she had her own private laboratory at Theodore's institute, she walked right in and immediately came up with several prescriptions. Finally, she decided on the one that promoted blood circulation and scar-removal effect before dispensing the medicine.