If anything went wrong with the surgery, the hospital's reputation would be ruined.

Christine looked exasperated. "Dr. Wilfred, your private line and office phone have been tied up all day. You wouldn't believe how popular you've gotten..."

It wasn't just interns crowding around his office anymore-there were patients, admirers, curious students, and even wealthy socialites hoping to catch his attention. Somehow, they had managed to get hold of his phone numbers, calling nonstop, day after day, leaving his lines perpetually tied up. If this hadn't been an emergency, Christine wouldn't have dragged him here, let alone needed him to step in personally.

Dr. Wilfred wasn't in the mood for any of it. Ignoring Christine's rambling, he got up and strode toward the door. The moment he stepped out, the group of female interns watching him were frozen in place, their jaws practically hitting the floor. "Wow... He's so young and already running the hospital!"

"And so good-looking! I heard he's single, too."

"Can you imagine being held by someone like him? Those hands-those precise, skilled hands-perform surgeries like magic."

"He even mentors students and reviews research papers. How can someone be this perfect?"

someone dared to

as many hospitals as you want. I'll make you

for his attention. "Don't listen to her! I'm younger and more valuable. I'll bring

of my

women, but this time, he was furious. A critical surgery was underway, and

brought security, they still couldn't keep the crowd

And those women?

calm, refined, and soft-spoken, but they were stunned to see this side of

enough to make them back off, clearing a path as

Wilfred quickly suited up, disinfected,

and the team was in disarray. "What's the situation?" he asked sharply, his tone steady

crisis. "The patient's cancer cells have spread

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