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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?

the hospital was still under his

Mr. Cavanaugh still found it hard to come

into the true nature

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

various snacks to

to hold back, but ultimately he couldn’t resist.

couldn’t help but say, “Dean, I’m here on

business?” Thomas was somewhat surprised. “Why come to

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your

a loss

whether to feel happy or to

breath, trying to smile, “Dean, here’s the thing. Our hospital received a patient today. His case is quite unusual. He’s…‘

impatiently, “You don’t have to talk to me about patients. You know I’m just here to pass the

Cavanaugh was

was so

at a

breaths, Mr.

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

all up to you. You must do your best to

to our hospital.”

speechless yet

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

to make a diagnosis? I only got the

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was

be that shameless about riding

but for official stuff, don’t bother,” Thomas said, uninterested.

Cavanaugh’s lips curled in

forget the coffee; I’ve

are.”

to ignore the sarcasm in Mr. Cavanaugh’s tone, Thomas dismissed him with a wave, “Yeah, yeah, go ahead, get

word, glancing back

Mr. Cavanaugh left.

to the exquisite snacks in front of him.

eyes, hesitating for a long while.

slowly opened the

himself that he was just taking

there’s no harm in

condition was

symptoms weren’t severe, just

worsened, and eventually, he barely had

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he visited diagnosed him with

not only did his condition

and bones. After years of treatment, he had lost

grew more solemn.

six years of seeking treatment,