Perhaps the curve of Claire Woodward’s lips was too high, as the nurse asked suspiciously, "Doctor Woodward, what’s wrong?"
How could she hear that patients were waiting anxiously and still be smiling?
Claire quickly composed herself and nodded, "The first two patients were a bit complicated, so it took a little longer. Let the third patient in, and I’ll try to be quicker."
After hearing this, the nurse finally turned and left the room.
Once the nurse left, Claire finished with the third patient, made an excuse to go to the bathroom, and left the clinic room to look for soone.
— She wanted to see Sumr Monroe’s impatient expression.
That expression must be quite sothing!
Contrary to Claire’s expectations, among the row of patients sitting by the clinic entrance, Sumr Monroe was nowhere to be seen.
Had she gone to the restroom, or perhaps she knew Claire was going to make things difficult for her, so she wisely chose to co back another day?
Claire pursed her lips and regretfully walked toward the restroom.
Just as Claire entered a stall, she heard the voices of two nurses at the handwashing station outside.
"Did you see him?"
"I saw, I saw! So handso!"
"Isn’t that obvious? If Young Master Knight isn’t handso, who is? Compared to him, all the so-called stars and celebrities are just dust. I’m not talking about Young Master Knight, I’m talking about the girl next to him."
"Oh, you’re talking about Sumr Monroe! The beautiful woman who donated ten cardiac pacemaker robots to our hospital!"
Claire, inside the stall, froze in the middle of opening the door.
Sumr Monroe? Didn’t she leave?
The nurses continued outside, "Beautiful, kind-hearted, and wealthy—yes, that’s Miss Monroe. I’ve never seen the director personally accompany soone for an ultrasound before."
"With her status, she definitely doesn’t need to go through outpatient services; she can just call the director directly. With Young Master Knight by her side, that’s more than enough to have the director accompany her."
The two nurses continued chatting as they walked away, and soon their footsteps faded into silence.
Claire walked out of the stall, her face pale with anger.
Gazing at herself in the mirror, she had an urge to smash it.
She had stalled in the clinic for so long just to see Sumr Monroe’s anxious waiting face outside.
But as it turned out, Sumr had actually called Damian Knight, who had the director accompany them for her examination, bypassing her clinic completely!
She had been looking forward to it for so long, only to find out the other side didn’t need her at all!
Damn it! Damn it! So damn frustrating!
At this mont, Claire felt like every word she had previously said to Sumr was now a slap in her own face.
"Ah!!!" Claire slamd the washstand in exasperation, startling a patient who entered, looking bewildered.
Seeing soone co in, Claire quickly composed her expression and hastened out of the restroom.
...
Inside the ultrasound room.
The result ca out imdiately.
The doctor walked out and reported to the director: "Director, as per your instructions, the examination confird the patient is not pregnant."
Handing over an examination report, the doctor relayed the information.
The director turned and handed it to Sumr Monroe.
Sumr looked at the report in her hand, smiled slightly, and looked at Damian Knight, saying, "Everything’s ready, the main event is about to start, let’s step aside for a bit."
Damian Knight nodded, his face showing a pampered, "I’ll do whatever you say" expression.
At that mont, a bodyguard ca running to report: "Sir, they’re at the hospital entrance."
"Hmm, let’s go." Damian Knight turned to the director, asking, "Would you mind taking us to the surveillance room for a tour?"
"No problem, follow this way," the director quickly responded, with an eagerness beyond asure.
Isaac Ross had already made arrangents, even if it wasn’t Damian Knight, he would still treat them as a distinguished guest.
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