---- Chapter 251 "Ms. Hurst is out of surgery-is that a sign it went well?" "Dr. Sanders, does this mean Ms. Hurst's condition is going to be resolved with this operation?" Abarrage of questions hit Wendy like a freight train. It wasn't that she couldn't handle the sudden swarm of media reporters-it was the fact that after an intense hour anda half of high-stakes surgery, she was physically drained. Surrounded like that, she could barely move.

What worried her more was whether anyone had brushed up against Margaret, risking contamination of her fresh surgical wound. Out of nowhere , Liam pushed past the cameras , face stone - cold as he snapped, "The surgery just finished! Even if you're desperate for a scoop, risking Ms. Hurst's health to get it is reckless and selfish." His words cut through the noise like ice water, freezing everyone in place.

When people finally got a good look at him, several faces lit up with curiosity and surprise. "Are you Dr. Harrison?" "You're the specialist from overseas working with Dr. Sanders on Ms. Hurst's case, right?" ---- "Dr. Harrison, can you tell us about the procedure? Was there anything particularly risky or intense?" Wendy felt like these people had completely lost it. In their rush for a story, they ignored medical protocol and common sense, getting far too close to a fresh post-op patient.

She raised her voice, sharp and clear. "If anything happens to Ms. Hurst because of this, none of you are walking away from it." Just then, hospital security arrived on the floor. Before the guards even said a word, the reporters backed off, finally clearing the hallway. Wendy let out a quiet breath of relief and motioned for the nurses to wheel Ms. Hurst straight to the ICU. Of course, the reporters tried to rush forward again with their gear.

However, Wendy, Liam, and a few guards blocked them firmly. "Which media company are you even from?" Wendy's expression turned steely. "This is getting reported. I'm calling the police." She didn't have her phone on her, but the threat alone didn't seem to scare them much. Curious patients and medical staff had begun gathering. The entire floor became a chaotic scene -not something anyone wanted ina hospital.

---- Between the need for quiet and the risk of spreading infectious diseases by people moving around irresponsibly , this was a nightmare. Wendy's patience had run dry. Before security could even act, she grabbed Liam's phone, raised it, and started snapping photos of the reporters. "There. Now we'll meet again-at the police station." Acouple of them realized she wasn't bluffing and quietly slipped away. But a few stood their ground.

One of them tried to argue, " We're from national television. You can't just-"" Liam cut him off coldly. "Even if you're from a federal network, if you interfere with a patient's recovery, you're still liable." 'That shut them up real fast. Security took the opportunity to escort the rest of them out of the hallway. Finally, the noise faded. Wendy sighed and handed the phone back to Liam. "I swear, they don't hear a word I say until you speak up." "You were the first to speak.

I just backed you up. That's what made them take it seriously." Wendy shook her head. "Let's go check on Ms. Hurst."