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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?

hospital was

Mr. Cavanaugh still found it hard to

he felt compelled to probe into

Mr. Cavanaugh, he broke into a smile, “Oh, Mr. Cavanaugh! Perfect timing. Join me. for some coffee and pastries. The lemon

various

Cavanaugh tried his best to hold back, but ultimately

say, “Dean, I’m here

“Why come to

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your

was at a loss for

wasn’t sure whether to feel happy or to

to smile, “Dean, here’s the thing. Our hospital received a

don’t have to talk to me about patients. You know I’m just

Cavanaugh was

was so profound.

Cavanaugh at

deep breaths, Mr. Cavanaugh

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 map, and we won’t have trouble drawing in patients after

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

our hospital.”

speechless

a wry smile before 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 figured, given you were handpicked by Mr. Landor, you must be something special. Could you

Mr. Cavanaugh, incredulous. “You expect me to make a diagnosis? I only got the Dean position because I’m Ben’s

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Cavanaugh was astonished.

shameless about riding on the

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

lips curled in a resigned

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

are.”

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

a word, glancing

Mr. Cavanaugh left.

to the exquisite snacks in front of

eyes, hesitating

the

he was

harm in

patient’s condition was somewhat bizarre.

symptoms weren’t severe, just occasional fevers.

eventually, he barely had any moments of lucidity

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hospital he visited diagnosed

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

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

grew

treatment, his condition