Chapter 555 A Miracle

"The surgery only succeeded because of your profound medical skills, Dr. Lowe." Rhea didn't dare take credit, so she hurriedly lowered her head and muttered in response with flushed cheeks.
After hearing this, Emmanuel looked at her and scratched his head. Does she have some kind of social anxiety? Why does she turn red so easily? It was his first encounter with a woman like her, so he was slightly befuddled. However, he quickly regained his composure and concluded that regardless of her personality, all that mattered was her ability to be an effective assistant. "Disinfect a silver needle for me, Rhea!"
"Okay!" She immediately followed his instructions, though she couldn't help but question, "Um… Dr. Lowe, why do you need a silver needle? Are you practicing modern medicine or traditional medicine?" She had so many questions to ask that they came out somewhat jumbled. He just performed surgery on her, which is clearly modern medicine. Why is he asking for a silver needle now? Is he a genius who is a master of both modern and traditional medicine?