Ch. 1351..1360

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1351-Frank's car quickly arrived in the outskirts of Zamri, and it did not take him long to find the rundown temple.

Still, he had yet to step inside when he sensed the grim presence of death, setting off every alarm bell in his mind.

If his hunch was right, the people who kidnapped Nash and Carol were after him from the start… Or the spiritron vein, to be precise.

Frank felt regret at the thought-the spiritron vein was such a big deal that various major factions in the country were on the move.

Martial elites who cultivated in seclusion, major sects… even government officials like the mayor of Morhen were getting involved in this battle royale. And if Cloudnine Sect could reach him, others could.

As Frank and Lanecorp become the heart of the storm, even the ones in the shadows would come or keep an eye to see how things panned out. Possessing the spiritron vein might sound amazing, but Frank was on his own and did not have what it took to hold on to it.

With that thought, he gradually found it in him to give up on the spiritron vein-for him, it was expendable, but his friends and family were not.

He was more sentimental about his bonds than worldly possessions, and the thought relieved him.

Striding into the rundown temple, he immediately felt someone spying on him.

The air was cold and gloomy, and Frank actually got goosebumps.

Naturally, Frank was shocked by his premonition-he was now Ascendant rank, and the fact that he felt this way meant the presence inside the temple was a threat to him just by being there. "Kid… I'm sure you know what I want, unless you're a moron?"

A voice resounded, seemingly booming from every direction, preventing Frank from pinpointing it.

"I do." Frank nodded, standing at the center of the rundown temple, before the broken shrine. "The spiritron vein."

"Hehehe…"

The elderly laugh was sinister, though there was soon a tone of acknowledgment. "You're truly Godwin Lawrence's son. So? Are you going to choose the spiritron vein, or this couple who are irrelevant to you?"

"They are not irrelevant. You want the spiritron vein? You can have it."

Frank looked around and spoke quietly, "know that I can't hold on to the spiritron vein as I am no, so t should just hand it over. You can all fight for it all you want-don'thurt my family!"

"Hahaha!!!"

The old man laughed delightedly and was suddenly approving of Frank. "I thought I must compel you to see reason, so I'm surprised you're so tactful… Very well! Hand over the spiritron vein, and I will refease your family!"

"I don't have it." Frank shook his head. "It's-"

Frank then did a double take, his face falling. "Shit!"

The elderly man here was clearly a martial elite, but if more like him were after spirtron vein, Helen was in danger!

While Frank knew that Silverbell was strong, could she handle the champions sent from every other faction across the nation?!

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1352-With that in mind, Frank looked up and shouted, "Sir, I don't have the spiritron vein with me, but I know where it is. I appeal to your forbearance as my senior to grant me the favor of releasing my family, and I will take you to it!"

Silence ensued across the rundown temple at Frank's words, as the person lurking in the shadows pondered.

Soon, his elderly voice spoke again. "Very well. Since you're a man of principles, you have my trust."

He then emerged from the shadows, an elderly man with gray hair and a steel mask covering half his face strode out. His expression was cold, and he carried a string of prayer beads in one hand.

Frank's heart skipped a beat when he saw him-the terrible pressure that man projected made it clear he was Transcendentrank!

He could not help remembering what Sienna Noirot of Cloudnine Sect told him... that dangers lurked everywhere across Draconia.

And now, it was clear that he lacked vital knowledge on the martial elites in play.

Still, he did not flinch and walked past the elderly man with a steel mask, heading deeper into the temple.

There, he found both Nash and Carol, bound and gagged.

"Frank, what is going on here...?"

Carol appeared confused as Frank took off her gag.

Frank put a finger on his lips, shushing her. "We can talk later after we get home."

Both Nash and Carol nodded and tamely did as told.

"Thank you, sir." Frank thanked the elder, who stood with his hands clasped behind his back, waiting as Frank led Carol and Nash outside.

"Don't thank me yet." The elder

Love

sneered when he saw the trio. "You promised to take me to the spicitron vein so don't try to trick me, else..."

"I'm a man of my word," Frank said.

Even as he, Carol, and Nash got into his car, the elderly man with the steel mask was already riding shotgun and smiling at Frank.

Frank did not dare say a word and quickly started the car and drove to Lanecorp Tower.

As he did, he called Kat and Winter, telling them that Carol and Nash were safe.

And just in case, he added that if anyone came asking for him, they should just point them in the

direction of Lanecorp Tower, telling them that the spiritron vein was there.

"Master Lawrence, what's the spiritron vein?" Kat asked in curiosity.

"Ignorance is bliss!" Frank snapped and hung up.

When he did, he remembered what his father, the Lord of the Southern Woods, had told him.

"The less you know, the better... and one day, when you have to face it all alone, you will understand that I have not been weak."

A troubled look appeared on Frank's face.

He had been relishing in the delight

of rising to the ranks of the strongest individuals of Draconia.

He even believed that his revenge.

was in sight, and he would be able to rebuild Mystic Sky Sect.

Now, however, just encountering one of the champions who had cultivated in seclusion made him understood.

It was a situation where even his father must yield.

And realizing that, Frank understood why his father chose silence like a coward following the death of his wife, quietly allowing it to happen.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1353-Meanwhile, in a conference room on top of Lanecorp Tower, Vicky and Helen were scowling.

After all, they both had swords pressed against their fair necks.

"What are you doing, Silverbell?!" Helen demanded loudly.

"Heh. I'm surprised… someone so close managed to blindside me." Vicky was laughing, but her eyes were flashing coldly.

"Apologies, ladies," Silverbell was dressed in white as usual, her sword in one hand and a glowing trinket resembling a talisman in her other.

That was the spiritron vein that Helen had mentioned over the phone.

When she, Vicky, and Silverbell returned to Lanecorp Tower, a group of black-clad men lying in wait jumped them.

And when the black-clad men took the spiritron vein and handed it to Silverbell, Vicky and Helen realized they were betrayed.

Even though she was Frank's childhood friend and was utterly intimate, she always had a different plan in mind.

In fact, she had protected Vicky and Helen for the spiritron vein!

"Do you think Frank would forgive you for this?!" Helen snapped, her knuckles clenching.

It was infuriating to be betrayed by someone she really trusted.

After spending a while together, the cold, demure beauty somehow got Helen and Vicky to let down their guard around her… But it was all just an act!

"You can hate me all you want." Silverbell's gaze remained haughty as she grasped the spiritron vein. "It's been a pleasure spending time with you, but the spiritron vein is beyond any of you."

That was when a group of black-clad men materialized into the room, and one dropped to one knee in front of Silverbell.

"Lady Silverbell, we need to go," he said.

turn Yes have already d.net turned this direction, and if we drag our feet, those geezers will catch up to us." up "Let's go!"

Silverbell did not hesitate to leave with the black-clad men.

When they were all gone, Helen collapsed limply in her chair in silence.

"Oh, you. You always look so lofty and keep people at arm's reach, but you're ridiculously naive."

Vicky lectured her, though she was scowling too.

"Let's just wait for Frank to arrive and decide from there."

With that, both women sat in silence, until Frank and an elderly man with a steel mask covering half his face entered the conference room.

As they told Frank about Silverbell stealing the spiritron vein, the elderly exclaimed in surprise, "

f of the Martial Allian herly He snorted and turned to leap out of the window, leaving Frank and the women behind.

While Vicky and Helen appeared shocked, Frank waved them off. "Don't worry about them."

He had a hunch that Silverbell would turn against him, but he scowled nonetheless.

"But, Frank! The spiritron vein is…"

"Greed consumes when you overreach." Frank sighed. "The spiritron vein has already started a conflict between every major power in Draconia. It's trouble even f we keep it, so leave it be."

Both women sighed at the same time, hearing that Frank was giving up.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1354-Both Vicky and Helen had more or less realized that keeping the spiritron vein was not necessarily good for them, especially as it brought them endless troubles. Losing it in time was, from a point of view, the smart move.

Frank understood what Silverbell was thinking.

Only a major organization like the Martial Alliance and their supporters had the strength to keep it-giving to Frank as he was now would harm him instead. "What should we do now, Frank?" Vicky asked worriedly.

"Sit back and do nothing," Frank said after thinking a long while about it, glancing between Vicky and Helen. "If someone can track the precise location of the spiritron vein, that makes it their problem and not ours. The city of Zamri is already a mess because of the spiritron vein, so it's not time for us to take the stage just yet. At this point, the ideal move is to take the loss and pretend nothing happened, and carry on as usual."

Both women nodded at Frank's words.

Over the next month, Frank had surmised from various information gathered by Lanecorp's health and safety department that the battle for the spiritron vein got way worse.

There were countless martial artists dying under inexplicable circumstances every day, with fresh corpses found everywhere.

Even elders of major sects like Cloudnine Sect and Hundred Bane Sect had fallen, their corpses dumped unceremoniously by the curb.

And now, hearing that foreign elites were showing up too, Frank felt lucky.

If he did not give up and took part in the competition, it would not just be him-everyone around him would end up collateral.

Treasures were nice, but what was not his, was not his.

Meanwhile, after over a month of training, Winter Lawrence was formally appointed as chief of Zamri Hospital.

On the first day, she was immediately harassed by Dennis Jackson's former subordinates.

"Hehe… You're really young and talented, chief." Paco Nellis, a balding man in a white coat stared fixedly at her as she stood outside the operating room, contempt showing in her eyes behind his glasses.

"Now, listen," he sneered, pointing at the man bleeding all over on the surgical table and barely breathing "This man is a very important man-he's a retainer of Morbonet Sorane family. I'm afraid I lack the I experience and skill to treat him, so I'm referring his case to you. May I ask if you're going to take it?"

Winter gulped at Paco's challenge, remembering what Frank had told her at the mansion.

"Dennis Jackson has worked at Zamri Hospital for a long time," he said. "The remnants of his faction are too deeply rooted to be nex completely. But with the chaos. happening across Zamri, it's the best timing for you to show your chops. Remember-don't flinch and take action when you have to. Slap them in the face hard, so that they yield."

Frank took a deep breath and nodded repeatedly at the thought.

"I'll get it done since you can't, Dr. Nellis," she said with composure, showing no nerves despite taking the scalpel for the first time.

After over a month of intensive training under Frank, she had plenty of training and improved greatly as she had plenty of wounded to practice on, with the chaos in Zamri.

Her only shortcoming was being unable to hone her vigor since she had no potential as a martial artist.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1355-While that meant Winter could not handle complicated cases and could not refine pills, her knowledge of acupoints, massaging, and skill with acupuncture could handle most of everything, albeit less effective than Frank could.

After all, people like Frank who mastered both martial arts and medicine were a rarity.

On the other hand, Paco was taken aback that Winter ignorantly took the scalpel, though he was soon laughing along with his assistants.

The surgical wing was a place of solemnity, and they were ruining it.

"Wait, chief." Paco smirked even as he walked up to Winter. "It's not like I'm belittling you, but you just graduated from university and did not go through your internship. This is your first time taking the scalpel, right?"

Winter nodded tamely and did not argue.

"Pfft…"

Paco stifled a laugh, while his assistants laughed out loud.

They were all elites here in Zamri Hospital, and all the qualified doctors were getting swamped with the sharp increase of patients.

It was how he had an excuse to have Winter take the scalpel.

"Look, chief—I don't know what your connection to Gene Pearce is, but this surgery isn't your typical case!"

Paco winked at Winter pointedly-from his point of view, a child like her who had just graduated was appointed chief? Who would believe her if she said she did not have an affair with Gene Pearce? Everyone else thought so too, and it was a deliberate attempt of harassment when they had her take the case.

They would make an example of her, so that Gene would see reality and take her away already.

This was Zamri Hospital, where individual ability mattered, especially if one wanted to become chief.

Still, it was now an entirely different matter since Winter took the case without flinching.

It would be a major feat if she succeeded, and the Soranos of Morhen would be grateful to their hospital.

And the Soranos of Morhen's gratitude would certainly be worth a lot of money!

On the other hand, if Winter failed, Zamri Hospital would be at fault.

While there was no guarantees when it came to saving lives, the Soranos commanded great influence.

Even if they would not press charges, they would become prejudiced against them, and th.net presiding surgeon would have to give up their career in medicine.

That was why Paco shadily lured Winter into taking the scalpel.

Even if she refused to take the case, he could go public, making it known across Zamri that Gene had installed his lover as the chief of Zamri Hospital. én.swnovels.net It was a sacred place, and the news would undoubtedly invoke unrest.

Eventually, Gene would be overwhelmed by pressure to find another chief.

And being the most respected doctor in the building and being the most senior, it was the perfect opportunity for Paco to take over.

He was also positive that if Winter proved to be stupid enough to take the case, she had no chance of saving Gus Zeller since she had just graduated.

Soon, the Soranos would definitely come after Gene.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1356-And if the Soranos knew that it was Gene Pearce's lover who operated on their retainer, Winter was going down even quicker.

Such was the trap Paco set for Winter-damned if you do, damned if you don't.

He sneered, as he believed it was impossible for Winter to save Gus Zeller.

Before Winter arrived, he had examined Gus-the man's bones were broken all over and he had lost one arm, while his organs were bleeding. Even his heart rate was dangerously low.

To Paco, experienced as he may be, Gus could well have been run over by a train.

He was a dead man walking, and things would get very bad for anyone who takes his case.

And it just so happened that Paco could use it against his new chief, who was just starting her first day.

"No matter how unusual the circumstances are, saving the patient is top priority," Winter said, clearly more determined than Paco expected.

She pushed Paco out of the way and led her bestie Jean Zims toward the surgical table.

Even if she spent days practicing with many patients thanks to Frank, she was still left gasping at the patient on the table.

Jean appeared at a loss beside her too-modern techniques like stitching wounds together might work, but there was barely a one percent chance of survival for this man. "Hehe… So? Are you sure about this, chief?"

Paco and his assistants entered just then, grinning at Winter as she spaced out.

"My thoughts don't matter. I'm a doctor, and I will do my best."

Winter wheeled on Paco, shooting him a stern look and pointed at the door. "Since you're not helping, please leave this room, Dr. Nellis et Jean, bring me the needles Frank gave me, and ask for an anesthetist for the patient."

She issued her instructions with smooth precision, leaving Paco so stunned it showed on his face even as he stepped outside and took off his mask.

Still, one of his assistants was soon laughing. "Hah! That brat has really overestimated herself!"

"Yeah. Letting her take the scalpel? The Sorano retainer is as good as dead!"

"We just have to wait anyway. The Soranos are going to come calling."

Their scoffing left Paco sighing in relief.

He had been a doctor for doctors-how could he be intimidated by some recent graduate?!

"Dr. Nellis, were you listening? She was asking her assistant to bring acupoint needles!"

"Yeah! Oh, it's killing me… The man is half-dead, and she's still playing around with Draconian traditional medicine!"

"Like he's not dying any quicker now."

"Alright, shut up."

Paco scowled in annoyance, looking at his assistant and snapping coldly, "Don't you have work to do?! We will soonsee what that brat could do, but go about your business for now!"

The assistants had their orders, and tactfully left instead getting yelled at even more.

Paco remained, staring at the doors of the operating room for a while.

Soon, he snorted. "Hmph. What can some brat do anyway?"

Shaking his head, he left as well.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1357-"Phew…"

After over four long hours of surgery, Winter collapsed on a chair, her hands covered in blood.

"Are you alright, Winter?" Jean asked as she wiped Winter's sweaty forehead.

Winter shook her head. "I feel so disappointed…"

"Yeah…" Jean sighed, shaking her head as she and Winter turned toward the man on the surgical table, who was just stitched up. "It's alright-you did your best." "I know." Winter sighed unhappily.

Soon, Gus Zeller was moved to a wheel bed and wheeled out of the surgery room.

"Hahaha! It's killing me… Just look at her face, it's almost like she's disappointed."

"Hehe. Brats putting on airs, I tell you. Well done, a retainer of the Soranos ended up dead on their surgical table… the Soranos are really going to be pissed."

"Well, it's not our fault. Let's just watch how this turns out."

Winter frowned when she heard those people, but Paco was already striding toward her before she could say a word.

"Hah! And here I actually thought for a moment there's hope for you."

He laughed coldly as he glanced at Gus, whose eyes were firmly shut, and waved off Winter and Jean before they could argue, "Now get out of this hospital, brats. Quit putting on airs when you're just Gene Pearce's lover. If he wants this hospital to stay reputable, he should understand he can't just appoint anyone he likes as chief."

"Winter…"

Just then, Winter's classmates appeared at the hallway too, glaring at Winter and Jean in contempt and exasperation.

They came when they heard that Winter was appointed chief of Zamri Hospital as Frank had told them.

After all, they wanted Winter to pull strings for them to secure an internship in Zamri Hospital.

They did not expect to run into this situation as soon as they arrived and they could certainly hear Paco, who insisted endlessly that Winter only got the job because she was Gene's lover.

"Winter…"

One of the girls strode up, sighing lengthy.

She thought for a moment that Frank had such a profound influence that he could arrange for a fresh graduate like Winter to become a hospital chief.

Now, however, it turned out that Winter was just doing what Yew Daley did-sleeping with a man to get her job.

They had walked out on their gathering because they refused to take such humiliation. Now, they were surprised to find that Winter was corrupted as well, despite her usual sense of integrity.

"We were wrong about you, Winter!"

"And here we thought that we could rely on you… Forget it."

"You're no different from Yew Daley!"

Hearing their vocal disappointment, Winter quickly explained, "No, it's not what you think—"

"Then what is it?"

Tina, the girl leading them, snorted and shook her head. "Your brother is indeed amazing, helping you hook up with Gene Pearce. You must have worked very hard for this, huh?"

Then, turning to Jean who stood beside Winter, she continued, "That goes for you too, Jean. Acting like you have integrity… Turns out it was all just an act. Well, we won't be bothering you now."

As Tina strode off, the other girls followed, refusing to sleep with a man to get the job.

"Who are they?" Paco asked his assistant, frowning as he stared at the group of young women.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1358-"Oh! They came looking for Winter." The assistant grinned. "They must be planning to ask her for an internship, seeing that she's just been appointed our hospital chief and all." "Hmph!"

Paco wheeled on Winter right then, his glare cold as he snapped coldly, "What do you take our hospital for?! This isn't a place for brats to sleep your way to the top. Get out of here!" "What? Are we asking to stay?" Tina sneered in contempt and turned to leave again after shooting a cold glare at Winter.

"Wait…"

Winter tried to speak, but she was so exhausted from the surgery that she could barely manage a syllable.

Paco continued to snap at her right then, "I say, chief, you've already given me enough trouble for one day, so get it in your head-this is a hospital, not a place for Gene Pearce to keep lovers!"

Then, pointing at Gus Zeller on the trolley bed, Paco bellowed, "Look what you've done! Do you know who that is? He's a retainer of the Sorano family! You let him die in surgery-do you really know what trouble you just brought to this hospital?!"

"Exactly." His assistant chuckled in disdain. "Just ask Gene for a mansion and stay there. Stop being an insult to your fellow doctors!"

"Putting on airs when you have no skill… Haha! What good is that pretty face? That doesn't bring the dead back to life!"

Winter and Jean were just too tired to argue against their accusers, even as they tried to speak many times.

That was when a voice spoke from the trolley bed, "Hey… who are you calling a dead man?"

"Huh?!"

"What?!"

Paco and his assistants turned toward the trolley bed as the body lying on it spoke, albeit raspily.

They almost dropped on the floor right then, thunderstruck!

"A-Are you really alive?!"

"Impossible!"

Hearing their panic, Jean finally had time to lower the blanket almost covering Gus' face.

It turned out that Gus' condition was stable, and he was very much conscious.

The only issue was that his lost arm could not be reattached, and that and was the reason why Winter a Jean looked so disappointed.

"What…"

Paco's jaw dropped, unable to believe what he was seeing.

The patient whom he was so sure would not live… survived?

Those two fresh graduates actually saved him?!

No, forget saving him-they were actually disappointed because they could not reattach his arm?!

"Shit!"

Paco could not help cursing out had been a doctor for decades, and he could discernel.net patient's condition from glance.

And coupled with the medical equipment, he was already being optimistic about Gus' odds when he said Gus had a one percent chance Of Survival!

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1359-Gus only had a one percent chance of survival, but some fresh graduate who was thought to be Gene's lover managed to succeed with that chance?!

Hell, the man could even talk now!

Paco felt as if his world was crumbling around him, as if the decades of medical knowledge he had did not amount to a couple brats.

Around him, his assistants were gaping in shock.

Paco could not do it! What gave those two the right to succeed?

Was it even possible that their medical skills were superior to Paco's despite being less experienced?

"Do you know the name Frank Lawrence?"

Gus rasped at Winter and Jean Zims, though his eyes were still closed.

"Frank Lawrence?"

Winter and Jean traded glances.

"He's my brother," Winter replied.

"He's my mentor," Jean said at the same time.

Gus nodded and sighed in turn. "So it really was him… He saved my life again."

Then, turning toward Paco and his assistants, he said quietly, "Frank Lawrence is mentor to Kenny Loggins of Morhen. That makes these girls Kenny's peers."

At those words, Paco lost his balance as his knees buckled, and he dropped to his knees in front of Winter.

Kenny Loggins was the owner of Morhen's Loggins Apothecary, and his name was known throughout Draconia!

On top of that, he was an undisputed miracle worker in Draconia!

Forget Paco no one working in Zamri Hospital was even qualified to invite Kenny over for a seminar.

And yet, Paco was mocking Kenny's peers?!

Who did he think he was?!

Moreover, he had heard Gus mention Frank Lawrence, and it just so happened that the person who famously saved Gene's life was also a youth named Frank Lawrence!

Everything became clear as day, as Paco realized instantly that Winter was appointed chief not because she was Gene's lover, but rather, her very presence was an honor to Zamri Hospital!

"I-I'm so sorry, chief! I was ignorant and spoke with insolence… I'm sorry!"

Seeing Paco kowtow to her, Winter quickly pulled him to his feet.

"Please stop this, Dr. Nellis! You're right-I got this job thanks to my brother and Gene Pearce's influence, and I'm still young and inexperienced. I still need your help and guidance from now on…"

Her humility left Paco awash with emotion.

His assistants had heard the rumors as well and were terrified when they found out that Winter was Frank's sister.

They went down on their knees and apologized too.

"Hey… Are you guys just hanging me out to dry here?"

Gus was laying on the trolley bed with an awkward look on his face as he did his best to turn his head, finding only chaos as people were wiping tears, kowtowing, apologizing, or flashing bitter smiles.

"Huh? What's going on? Aren't they…"

Just then, Frank was leading Winter's classmates as they strode down the hallway.

He was worried and came over to check on how Winter was doing on her first day as hospital chief.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance, he found the young women storming out.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1360-The girls felt contempt toward Winter while being left at a loss as to where they should undergo their internships.

Just as Frank overheard their conversation, Jessica spotted him and did a double take. "Hey, isn't that Winter's brother?" Still, she soon scoffed. "You've really gone all out just to get your sister a job!"

"Yeah, sending her giftwrapped to some geezer's bed… No one comes close to matching your tenacity."

The mockery left Frank confused, though he soon realized that they had misunderstood as they kept yapping away.

Winter actually had the disposition to become the chief of Zamri Hospital-in fact, her skill in medicine was plenty sufficient, and she did not have to resort to any unsavory means.

While the girls remained skeptical despite Frank's words, Frank simply dragged them along to see Winter so Winter could tell them herself.

Still, when they arrived, they found Paco with a group of doctors and nurses, all on their knees as they apologized to Winter.

"What…" One of the girls behind Frank was stunned.

"Don't tell me that Gene Pearce pressured them?" one of the girls suggested.

"Watch your mouth!" Frank snapped and hurried over.

Before he reached them, however, Paco and the others were kowtowing and pleading for mercy from Frank after finding out the truth and whatnot After learning the full story, even Frank could not help chuckling in wry amusement.

As Winter's classmates apologized to Winter too, everyone saw Frank differently now.

And the reason? The young and handsome Riverton University professor was mentor to Kenny Loggins, whose apothecary was the leading authority in Draconian traditional medicine!

In other words, Frank's presence in this hospital was already an honor for the hospital!

"Alright, alright, let's wrap it up." Frank waved off Paco and the others for them to go back to work and turned toward Winter with a doting smile.

She had certainly done well today, and she did not let him down after that month-long intensive training he gave her-she really had the talent for medicine.

"Go back to your office and get some rest, Winter. I brought you some pills-these are for anemia, and these are to get you recharged. The patients will physically heal quicker after they take it as well…"

Seeing Frank rambling on endlessly and whipping out every type of pill, Winter nodded tamely and accepted them.

Jean was in turn smiling wryly-Frank's sister complex showed as it always did, be it in the past or the present.

Soon, as everyone dispersed, Winter's classmates were delighted to receive the notification they were accepted as interns at Zamri Hospital.

"By the way, your brother isn't married yet, right?" one of them asked Winter. "Care to introduce us?"

"Exactly! Winter, you mustn't keep all the nice things to yourself! Look, I'm not asking much—I would never demand your brother to marry me… I just want a baby with him "Shit, you can't be more direct than that!"

"Hah! Talk about calculating."

Even as they chattered away in the hallway, Gus struggled to open his eyes, still on the transport trolley.

"Um… Is anyone going to help me out here?"