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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?

Thomas didn’t interfere much, the hospital was

a lot of thought, Mr. Cavanaugh still

into the true nature

and pastries. The lemon bars today are absolutely heavenly. Just the aroma is intoxicating.

the various snacks to

to hold back,

help but say, “Dean, I’m here on official

“Why come to me for

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on your own.”

was at a loss

to feel

thing. Our hospital received a patient today. His case is

to talk to me about patients. You know I’m just here to pass the time.”

was speechless.

self–awareness was so profound.

at a

deep breaths, Mr. Cavanaugh regained

quite a 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

encouragingly, “Then it’s all up to you. You must do

to our hospital.”

Cavanaugh was speechless yet again..

saying, “Dean, believe me, if I had any answers, I wouldn’t be here. This patient’s case is tricky. None of the tests gave us anything. I

“You expect me to make a diagnosis? I only got the Dean

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Cavanaugh was

about riding on

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

lips curled in a resigned

before setting the medical records on Thomas’s desk. “Anyway, Dean, please review these. And forget the coffee; I’ve got a ton of things back at the hospital. I’m

are.”

Mr. Cavanaugh’s tone, Thomas dismissed him

word,

Mr. Cavanaugh left.

to the exquisite snacks in front

narrowed his eyes, hesitating for

opened the patient’s medical

he was just taking a look.

all, there’s no harm in just looking.

patient’s condition was somewhat bizarre.

weren’t severe, just occasional fevers.

worsened, and eventually, he barely had any moments of lucidity throughout

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visited diagnosed him with

treatments, not only did his condition not improve, it worsened.

skin and bones. After years of treatment, he had lost over fifty pounds, resembling an extraterrestrial

expression grew more

years of seeking treatment, his