THE LEGENDARY PRINCESS

"Look, Randall's hand is shaking again!"

"Ha-ha! Of what use is a surgeon who can't hold a scalpel firmly? He's so useless."

"Come on, don't say that. Have you forgotten that he used to be a genius?"

There were dozens of medical students in one of the laboratories at Herdale Medical School, one of the top medical schools in the world.

In front of them, were cadavers lying on operating tables. The students were to dissect them to learn about anatomy.

Everyone was doing the dissection easily, except Randall Carter. He couldn't hold the scalpel firmly. His hand kept shaking and shaking.

The scalpel suddenly fell to the tiled floor.

The clinking sound drew the attention of everyone in the lab. His classmates' eyes were filled with ridicule. They felt that Randall didn't deserve to be a surgeon.

Tears welled up in Randall's eyes as he stared blankly at the scalpel on the floor. His breathing suddenly became laborious.

He had an IQ of 200. Just one look at the cadaver, a detailed image of its insides was already in his brain as if he could see all the bones, muscles, and joints.

However, his intelligence was useless in this lab because his right hand was damaged.

The other students mocked Randall, not minding that he could hear them. Their words pierced into his heart like a sharp knife.

Only three months ago, Randall was the top student at Herdale Medical School. People said he might become the next legend doctor.

But everything changed after an accident.

Randall was shopping with his girlfriend, Tonya Burton, when a group of robbers came out of nowhere. To protect her, he fought against the robbers and his right hand was almost chopped off.

The doctors tried everything they could to save his right hand. They succeed to some extent, but the nerve damage was irreversible.

There was still hope for him to be completely cured.

Randall had an idea of how to go about it, but he couldn't operate on himself.

If he sought the help of famous neurologists, he would have to pay a whopping sum to be operated on. He couldn't afford it.

Since Randall was yet to receive the required treatment, his right hand had been unsteady. He couldn't even do some of the basic things he used to do with ease anymore.

When Randall was still receiving treatment in the hospital, Tonya knelt by his bedside and swore to always love him.

"My hand is injured, but I think it's worth it to exchange for your life, Tonya. It doesn't matter even if everyone else looks down upon me. With you by my side, I feel contented."

Randall smiled as he thought of the beautiful and kind-hearted Tonya.

His spirit was lifted in the blink of an eye.