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"Of course. Only Dr. Andrew can do it. His crushed bones needed to be reassembled. If not..."

Sylvia looked at her exhausted coworkers and smiled. "Guys, cheer up. Let's do the aftermath. Push the patient to the ICU for a 24-hour observation.”

"OK, Dr. Sylvia."

The nurses struggled to stand up to deal with the aftermath.

“Thank you all for your hard work. I'll treat you to dinner in Royal Galaxy Restaurant today.” With those words, Sylvia left the operating room.

The doctors and nurses cheered behind her.

"What? Royal Galaxy Restaurant!"

"Dr. Sylvia is awesome!"

Sylvia pushed the door open and saw Winter sitting on the bench. Holding a tablet, she seemed to be working.

Upon hearing the door open, Winter stood up and walked to her. "Dr. Sylvia, how's my father doing?"

“The operation is successful. He needs to rest for a while." Sylvia took off the mask and sucked in the fresh air.

She felt tired and was about to return to her office for a rest.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded in the corridor. A woman yelled harshly, "Clark Wilson, what's wrong with you? Why didn’t you inform us about Dad's operation?"

"Sarai..." Winter turned around to greet her. The next second, she was slapped across her face, and the crisp sound echoed in the quiet corridor.

up, bitch! Who do you think you are? How dare you call me Sarai!" Sarai

the oldest daughter of the Wilson family,

of the family, Ruben Wilson and his wife Emery. Emery pretended to be kind and tugged Sarai's sleeve. "Winter

cheek, Winter covered her red, swollen face. Instead of looking confident and proud in Wilson Group, she bit her lip tightly. However, she stubbornly held

Sarai, neither humbly nor arrogantly. "Sarai, what have I done to

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a long time. Mylo had been sick and needed surgery, but none

the news, they rushed to the hospital. They scolded

vented anger at

watch him in the hospital from now on. My husband is still at home. Please excuse me." When she turned around to

scalp, Winter gripped her hands tightly. “Let go! Let

high heels were lost. However,

How many men have you hit on to become the chairwoman of

Wilson Philanthropic Foundation had first been founded, Sarai longed

only stay in the retirement home or do some unimportant

Wilsons had hated her for

excuse to

the scene silently, as she never liked anyone in the Wilson

violently, Sylvia couldn't keep watching without doing anything. She wasn't a saint, nor did she pity

Sarai's wrist, and reminded her, "Ms. Wilson, you cannot make trouble in the hospital. Don't disturb

lesson. Mind your own business." Sarai felt a sharp pang in her wrist, so she had to let go of Winter and shook off Sylvia's

the consequences if my patient is interrupted?" Sylvia gazed at

seen a surgeon of your age. If you are my father's attending doctor, I can eat

than ten bodyguards in black rushed out from nowhere. They were