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At the hospital, Thomas became the director just like that.

His daily routine went something like this: sleep in till around nine or ten in the morning, then leisurely start his day with a coffee in hand, lounging in his office for a bit.

A must–do for him was a nap at noon.

By the time he woke up, it was usually around three or four in the afternoon, just in time for a bit of coffee before he casually called it a day.

Even as the director, Thomas’s style stirred up quite a bit of dissatisfaction.

One day, just as Thomas was waking from his nap, he was about to enjoy some coffee when someone knocked on his office door.

Thomas raised an eyebrow, surprised.

Wasn’t he the universally acknowledged incompetent director?

And yet someone was actually seeking him out?

“Come in,” Thomas said, in a lazy drawl.

“Director.”

The visitor was Mr. Cavanaugh, the vice dean elected by the other doctors.

Mr. Cavanaugh, approaching fifty, boasted years of clinical expertise and stood as one of Anaville’s most

esteemed doctors.

If Ben hadn’t made him such an attractive offer, he would never have considered joining a private

hospital.

Originally, he was just the deputy director.

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But in the absence of a director, he was the one calling the shots at the hospital, a role that Mr. Cavanaugh quite relished.

But then, out of the blue, Ben suddenly appointed this young kid as the director.

Initially, Mr. Cavanaugh was pretty hesitant.

Typically, in the medical field, a hospital director is known for their outstanding reputation or exceptional medical expertise.

But what did Thomas have?

Reputation?

Mr. Cavanaugh had never even heard his name before.

Medical skills?

Please, with his age, how skilled could he be?

interfere much, the hospital

giving it a lot of thought, Mr. Cavanaugh still found it

compelled to probe into the true nature of this

into a smile, “Oh, Mr. Cavanaugh! Perfect timing. Join me. for some coffee and pastries. The lemon bars today are absolutely heavenly. Just the

introduced the various snacks to

Cavanaugh tried his best to hold

“Dean,

come to me for official

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your

a

to feel happy or to

“Dean, here’s the thing. Our hospital received a patient today. His case is quite

talk to me about patients. You know

Cavanaugh was speechless.

self–awareness was

at a loss for

breaths, Mr.

mystery. He’s been across the country and back without finding a cure. It’s a real medical puzzle. He’s turned to our hospital, banking on the Landor Group’s reputation. If we can solve his case, it’ll put us on the

encouragingly, “Then it’s all up

our

was speechless yet again..

if I had any answers, I wouldn’t be here. This patient’s case is tricky. None of the tests gave us anything. I figured, given you were handpicked by Mr. Landor, you must be something special. Could you take a look and see what you can

I only got the Dean position because I’m

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Cavanaugh was

that shameless about riding on the coattails

for coffee anytime, but for official stuff, don’t bother,” Thomas said,

lips curled in a resigned smirk.

before setting the medical records on Thomas’s desk. “Anyway, Dean, please review these. And forget the coffee; I’ve

are.”

to ignore the sarcasm in Mr. Cavanaugh’s tone, Thomas dismissed him

Cavanaugh left without a word, glancing back at Thomas.

Mr. Cavanaugh left.

attention to the exquisite

his eyes, hesitating for a long while.

the patient’s medical

himself that he was just taking a look.

no harm in just

condition was somewhat

his symptoms weren’t severe, just occasional

and eventually, he barely

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visited

a series of anti–tuberculosis treatments, not only did his condition not improve, it worsened.

in his lungs, and the bacteria began to eat away at his skin and bones. After years

grew more

years of seeking treatment,