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It sounded as though Winter was genuinely concerned.

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Angela kept her brows slightly furrowed, her gaze cold and clear. “Thank you for your concern, Winter.”

Then, she returned to her book, her dark hair framing her face in soft waves. Only half of her face was visible, but it was enough to captivate with its beauty. Her forehead was smooth and radiant, adding to her allure.

Winter smiled lightly, saying a courteous “You’re welcome” before turning her attention away from Angela.

It was rumored that Angela had been admitted by the teacher’s special arrangement, not even finishing her exams, only completing half of them. No one knew what was so special about Angela to make even someone as strict as Noah open the back door for her.

Soon, they arrived at the hospital. A doctor in a white coat was waiting at the entrance, scanning the surroundings. As soon as he spotted the familiar car plate, he approached them.

After parking the car, Noah shook hands with the doctor and briefly introduced Angela and the others before leading them toward the back of the hospital.

Hospitals, with their constant flow of people, were where the stark realities of life and death. were most vividly displayed.

After passing through a corridor and exiting a door, they entered a wide outdoor plaza with tables lined up, each with a doctor’s name written on it. Since it was a charity clinic, there were already many people waiting at each table when they arrived.

“Professor Noah, this is your station. If you need anything, just have your students find me. I’ll be in the office,” the doctor said in a gentle tone, leaving his office address and phone number.

Noah waved his hand dismissively, quickly putting on his prepared white coat and sitting down. He glanced at Louis, who immediately picked up the cue and carefully stored away the contact information.

Angela glanced around. Noah’s reputation was significant; there were far more people waiting at his station than at others, at least a hundred.

Naturally, it was impossible for Noah to handle them all. Angela immediately knew she was right about him bringing them three along to be used as free labor.

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some weather, Noah began swiftly organizing. “Winter, go over to Professor Lambert and coordinate with him. Louis, you team up with

that, Noah started seeing patients immediately, taking their pulses and asking about their

quickly adapted and turned to Louis, asking, “What do I need

been involved in previous coordination, Angela wasn’t

about to explain when Winter intervened, her expression grave. “There are too many patients today, far beyond what we anticipated. I suggest Angela go and assist Professor Lambert. Louis and I will continue as a team. We’ve worked together

It’ll be easier for Angela to manage, unlike things here with Professor Noah, where it can get chaotic and

face turned cold, his dark eyes sweeping over them. “Hurry

them without giving much face, starting

Louis, now questioning patients, spoke with a

patting Angela’s shoulder.

Angela as she shot Winter a plain glance after warming up her wrists and putting

to say anything else, Angela turned and headed toward the position marked with a sign bearing

why, despite achieving her goal, Angela’s glance made her uncomfortable and left her feeling stifled.

own students, all of whom were predetermined. Winter needed to seize

among the younger generation. Only by teaming up could

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deep glance at Angela’s departing figure, Winter

patients were sorted into categories: mild cases, severe cases, and complex cases, Angela and Louis were responsible for mild cases, while complex cases were referred to Noah for diagnosis. Cases that couldn’t be

Noah’s student, and I am here to assist you. What do you need me to do?” Angela

was overwhelmed with work at this moment, barely having time to drink water. Hearing that he had assistance, he was

basketball and was still lying in the

with a neat bun on her head. Although she wore a mask, her bright eyes sparkled in the sunlight. Without a

didn’t think

and fresh face, Declan changed his plan. Instead of assigning her patients, he

what she needed to do, even writing down a simple guide for her to refer to, just in case

paper, Angela glanced at the words written on it, quietly folded it, and tucked

medical records, she selected patients suitable for Professor Lambert, whose profession

eating well these past few days. He feels nauseous and has been vomiting for days, but it hasn’t improved,” explained an anxious grandmother, accompanied by a teenage boy who seemed quite uncomfortable, leaning against

checked the young man’s pulse, which was a