Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble! Chapter 642: He’s A Medical Genius!

Maria leaned back into her chair, a fond smile playing at her lips as she looked at Diana across the table.

"You know, I really have to say..." Maria began warmly. "...your skills have improved quite a lot."

Diana looked up from her tea, curiosity flickering in her eyes.

"I saw the way your hands moved in that operation theater." Maria continued. "How swift you were, how you never hesitated even for a mont."

"I’ve always been thoroughly impressed by what a good doctor you are—but watching you today?"

She shook her head in admiration.

"I felt that if I ever took a dagger through the heart, I wouldn’t have to worry at all. My best friend would be right by my side and would most definitely save ."

Diana’s expression shifted from curiosity to genuine horror.

"Oh, Maria, please don’t do sothing like that!"

She exclaid, her voice urgent.

"I beg of you! Taking a knife out of a heart is sothing even I’m not confident in!"

Maria blinked at her friend’s genuine distress, then burst out laughing.

"Oh co on, Diana! Do you really think I would actually do sothing like that?" She waved a hand dismissively. "Why do you look actually scared?"

Diana’s eyes narrowed.

"Because you would do sothing like that!" She shot back.

"You’re Maria! You’re soone who would put so much trust in your friends that you wouldn’t even mind stabbing yourself just to prove a point!"

"You’re such a selfless person—it’s actually quite scary to think of you doing sothing like that!"

She paused, her gaze drifting down to Maria’s chest.

Then she blushed.

"And..." She added quickly, looking away. "I should also ntion that doing surgery on a heart with soone who has such a...such a big chest as yours would be rather difficult for ."

"I’d rather not attempt it with such a massive obstruction in front of ."

"Diana!" Maria gasped, looking offended. "How could you say sothing like that?!"

She looked down at her own chest, then back up at Diana.

"It’s not that big! It wouldn’t cause such a massive obstruction during surgery!"

She then glanced pointedly at Diana’s own figure.

"And you of all people shouldn’t be saying that! You have quite a plump rack yourself!"

Diana’s face turned crimson.

"Maria!"

"All that milk that should have gone to Vivi as a baby..." Maria continued rcilessly, a teasing grin spreading across her face. "...maybe it didn’t go to her at all. Maybe you saved it all up inside."

"Y-You! You’re a sister!" Diana sputtered, utterly flustered. "How could you say sothing like that?!"

Maria simply smiled, her expression teasing and warm.

Diana shook her head, but she couldn’t help smiling too.

It was strange, she thought. Normally, she would never say such teasing remarks to anyone.

She ca from a noble household, after all. She was raised to be reserved, elegant, the epito of peace and quiet grace.

Every word she spoke was asured, every gesture calculated to maintain proper decorum.

But with Maria?

Sothing else ca out.

A mischievousness she didn’t even know she possessed.

A playfulness that had no place in her normal life.

With Maria, she didn’t need to worry about anyone scowling at her or looking at her strangely. She could just...open up. Be herself. Say ridiculous things without fear of judgnt.

And Maria felt the sa way.

Not about being mischievous—Maria was naturally outgoing and never held back her personality anyway.

But with Diana, she could share her darkest secrets. Her deepest insecurities. The struggles she would never tell Joy about, because she didn’t want her daughter to worry.

And every ti she opened up, she felt so much better. So much lighter. Like the weight she carried wasn’t quite so heavy when shared between two people.

Maria felt a surge of gratitude wash over her.

How lucky she was to have a friend like Diana.

How lucky they both were.

Then a thought struck her.

She leaned forward with curiosity, setting her teacup down on the table.

"Say, Diana." She said, her tone shifting to genuine interest. "Can you tell more about all the new devices I’ve been seeing in the hospital recently?"

Diana also set down her teacup, giving Maria her full attention.

"The last ti I was here." Maria continued. "You were all using the sa old technology—the sa dical devices I trained with. I fully expected to see the sa things when I ca back this ti."

"But to my utter surprise..." She shook her head slowly. "...in every single ward I went through, there were new devices everywhere. New dical apparatus that I’ve never seen before."

"And they weren’t simple creations either—they were all quite complicated. I could tell just by looking at them that they’ve changed the face of healing here. Optimized treatnts, faster recovery tis..."

She gestured vaguely, searching for words.

"I an, I’m not a complete doctor myself, but even I was shocked by what I saw. Those devices were truly life-changing. I never expected to see such advances in such a short ti since my last visit."

She paused, a slightly embarrassed expression crossing her face.

"Honestly, I was overwheld even in the operation theater."

"You were using different devices than I rembered. And when you called out the nas of those tools, I had no idea what to do. I could only let those younger nurses help you instead."

She laughed sheepishly.

"It was rather embarrassing for soone who’s supposed to be your trained assistant."

"So where exactly did those co from?"

She leaned forward more intently.

"It’s natural to get a new device or two every year, but this many at once? And so many new techniques I’ve never even heard of?"

She shook her head.

"It’s rather strange. Did the Empress give you so sort of special fund for dical innovation?"

Diana smiled warmly.

"The Empress did actually give us such a fund years ago." She confird.

"And it was spent wisely. We created several new techniques specifically for dical use, and also developed one quite significant device for treating lung conditions."

She paused, tapping her fingers against her desk in. Contemplation.

"But even with that budget, only those few things could be accomplished. dical innovation is expensive, and progress is slow."

Maria tilted her head. "Then where did all these new changes co from?"

Diana’s smile widened.

"Well, that would be because of Cassius, I suppose."

Maria’s brain stuttered.

"Cassius?" She repeated.

The na alone sent an unexpected warmth flooding through her. She felt heat creep up her neck, touching her cheeks, and she had no idea why.

It was just a na. Why would ntioning him make her feel suddenly shy?

She quickly shook herself internally, forcing the warmth down, hoping Diana hadn’t noticed her montary fluster.

"Cassius?" She said again, trying to sound casual. "What exactly does Cassius have to do with this?"

"Did he give you so sort of special fund for doctors? Did he invest in the hospital or sothing?"

Diana actually chuckled, a warm, genuine sound that filled the small office.

"No, no, no, Maria." She said, shaking her head. "You’re thinking too small. Cassius didn’t do sothing as simple as just investing."

Maria keenly listened to what she had to say.

"I an sure, he invested."

Diana continued, waving her hand casually.

"He’s most definitely the biggest investor this hospital has ever seen. He shoved such a boatload of money at us that I honestly have too much budget right now."

"It’s a wonderful problem to have, but still—it’s almost overwhelming."

She stopped, and her expression shifted.

The amusent faded, replaced by sothing else—a genuine look of admiration, as if she were speaking about soone she truly looked up to.

"But that’s not even the biggest thing he’s done for this hospital." Diana said softly. "The truth is, Maria..."

"...he created all of these inventions himself."

Maria’s face went blank.

"What?"

Diana nodded fervently, leaning forward with the enthusiasm of soone talking about their greatest idol.

"Not only did he create all of these amazing devices and apparatuses himself—the ones that have literally helped save lives that would have been lost otherwise."

"But he also designed them for every single departnt. Each one tailored to specific needs, specific procedures, specific challenges that we doctors have been struggling with for decades."

Maria’s mouth opened, but no words ca out.

"And that’s not all." Diana continued, her voice filled with wonder. "He gave all the rights and patents to ."

"The devices, the instructions on how to make them—he just handed it all over. Then he made sure they were distributed to every major hospital across the continent."

"And as for the hospitals in distant places, poor places that couldn’t afford to replicate the machines—he actually manufactured the devices himself and sent them. Free of charge."

She shook her head in amazent.

"Right now, there’s a special distribution site and factory dedicated solely to producing dical devices, all funded and operated by him."

"It’s...it’s unprecedented."

Maria stared at her in wonder and disbelief and was utterly speechless.

"Are you—" She had to stop and swallow. "Are you serious? He was the one who did all of this? H-He created all of these things?"

"Yes." Diana simply nodded before innocently asking, "But, why do you seem so surprised, Maria? Is it that surprising?"

"Of course I’m surprised, Diana!" Maria sputtered.

"You just said a mont ago that dical progression takes ti! That it takes years for a single device to be developed and tested and approved!"

"Now you’re suddenly telling that all of these devices were made by Cassius? In what, a few months?"

"Does that not seem strange to you?!"

She gestured wildly at the room around them, at the hospital beyond its walls, at all the innovation she had witnessed.

"You’re acting as if it’s nothing at all, as if it’s such a simple thing, when it’s obviously a massive, world-changing deal!"

"And you’re saying it so casually, like—like—"

Diana chuckled again, waving her hand dismissively.

"Maria, oh Maria—if it were anyone else, even I would be shocked. But the one who created all of this is Cassius. And if it’s him, it’s nothing at all."

Maria blinked. "Nothing at all?"

"Nothing at all." Diana confird. "He is soone so skilled that you can’t even comprehend it. His intelligence, his knowledge, his capabilities—they’re on a level that no one can really reach."

"When it cos to him, no matter what he does or what he creates, you shouldn’t be surprised."

"And honestly, I was just like you at first." She smiled gently. "I was shocked every single ti. But nowadays? I’ve gotten used to it. It doesn’t even bother anymore."

"That’s probably why I’m reacting so casually."

But even though she heard this, Maria still couldn’t comprehend it.

Her mind was struggling, grasping at straws, trying to fit this new information into the box where she kept her understanding of Cassius.

But it didn’t fit. It was too big, too massive, too impossible.

She then leaned forward, her voice dropping to almost a whisper, as if she were asking about so great secret.

"So...really? It’s really true? Cassius was the one who created all of this?"

"Yes, my dear." Diana nodded firmly, her expression patient but certain. "No matter how many tis you ask , no matter what way you ask , I’m going to give you the sa answer."

"He’s the one who created all of this."

She leaned back, her expression thoughtful as she added,

"And not just the dical apparatuses, Maria. You should have seen the different techniques that have erged. The new cures, the new dicines, well..."

"...he created all of that too."

Maria’s eyes widened.

"Do you rember that dical journal that was released around two months ago?" Diana asked.

"The one with all the array new dicines and treatnts?"

"Of course. How could I not know about it?"

Maria nodded fervently.

"Normally, that journal features accomplishnts from doctors all over the region, but for that month alone, it was all your accomplishnts. Everything from your hospital."

She had a look of awe on her face as she said,

"For so reason, in that single month, you had created so many new dicines and cures and techniques that the entire journal was dedicated to you."

She pulled back like she still couldn’t that such a incident occured..

"I was so shocked while reading it that I couldn’t even believe it. I wrote you a bunch of letters about it!"

Diana smiled gently.

"Well, to tell you the truth...it wasn’t who did all of that."

Maria gasped.

"It was mostly Cassius." Diana finished.

The words hung in the air between them.

"He didn’t want his na spread around." Diana explained. "For so reason, when it cos to him, he doesn’t like to attach his na to good deeds."

"So whenever he does anything positive, he does it through his family. He lets them take the credit, as if they were the ones who did it."

She shook her head, a mixture of admiration and confusion in her expression.

"It’s almost as if he doesn’t want a good reputation at all. He’d rather keep the bad one he already has."

She sighed softly.

"So even though those accomplishnts were published under my na, they were most definitely all his creations. His techniques. His innovations."

She held up a hand.

"Oh, I assisted in creating so of the dicines—doing the labor, the testing, the implentation."

"But the ideas? The breakthroughs? Those were all him."

Her eyes shone with genuine admiration.

"He’s simply a genius when it cos to dicine."

She paused, considering her words.

"No, not a genius. I don’t think there’s even a word that exists to describe what he is, or what he’s done for the dical industry."

"But I will say this—he, and he alone, with the ideas he has brought forward, has advanced dical science by at least a few hundred years."