The hospital really needs doctors with this kind of patience.
Doctors should treat patients with this attitude, having an affectionate nickna, treating them like family.
Sotis a comforting word can greatly improve a patient’s mindset, and a positive mindset, combined with dication, makes the pain easier to bear.
Ian Shelby is very satisfied with Vera Ford in this regard.
After Ian Shelby left.
A few female doctors walked over, all puzzled as to why Dean Shelby stayed at the door for so long just now without going in?
Only when they passed the door did they see Dr. Ford inside communicating with a patient.
"So Dean Shelby was watching Dr. Ford just now?" Soone couldn’t help but cover their mouth with a soft laugh, as if they understood sothing.
They quickly picked up their pace, unable to resist whispering, "Dr. Ford and Dean Shelby seem to have a pretty good relationship."
"What do you an by pretty good? Rumor has it they lived together before, and now, to save her so rest ti, he rented her a house right across from the hospital."
"The house was rented by Dean Shelby?"
"Yes, the landlord is my own aunt."
"Then I guess Dr. Ford might very well beco the dean’s wife."
"Not to ntion, they really are a good match."
As they chatted, they beca more engrossed and walked more slowly. Vera Ford happened to pass by them as she ca out, overhearing their conversation.
"You guys..." Vera Ford turned her head and skeptically asked in a whisper, "Were you talking about just now?"
There was no bla in her expression.
The two nurses stopped in their tracks, looking at her in disbelief! When did she show up? What did she hear?
Even though they felt awkward, seeing Dr. Ford’s amiable expression, one of them smiled and said, "We were saying that you and Dean Shelby are a perfect match."
Vera Ford’s expression turned stern, reminding them, "Don’t spread such rumors. The hospital is not a place for gossip; we must focus solely on serving the patients. If this reaches the dean’s ears, with his personality, you might get fired."
The young nurses were startled!
"Okay, thank you for the reminder, Dr. Ford." They gratefully thanked her, bowed respectfully, and quickly hurried away.
Aethelburg, Aeridia.
After getting out of Trevor’s car, Jocelyn Morgan quickly found the group at Centurion Square. This ti, it was the leadership of the Writers’ Association.
So very prestigious and accomplished big nas in the literary world.
Jocelyn Morgan had t them before, and everyone had exchanged WeChat, occasionally liking posts in the Monts. Although they weren’t close, they weren’t strangers either.
Writers have a particular trait: they are easygoing and humble.
So Jocelyn Morgan didn’t feel awkward at all. Though she was the youngest, she quickly integrated into the group, and everyone was very caring towards her.
"Jocelyn, Director Lowe is going to et an old friend tonight. Will you accompany him?" A middle-aged female writer found her, "He likes peace and is a bit elderly, so only four or five representatives are going."
"Who is it? Another writer?" Jocelyn Morgan asked.
"Thomas Walton."
"The last Nobel Prize in Literature winner?" Jocelyn Morgan’s heart skipped a beat in excitent, "Mr. Thomas Walton?"
"Yes."
"..." Jocelyn Morgan raised her hand, saying with special honor, "I’ll go!"
"Alright, it’s settled then." The female writer waved to Director Lowe, "Jocelyn will go!"
"Okay."
Although Jocelyn Morgan was young, her writing was quite profound, so everyone in the association admired her.
By dusk.
A serene estate, which is where Mr. Walton resides, was covered in a golden hue cast by the fiery sunset. It boasted a vast lawn and castle-style architecture.
The most distinctive feature was the wooden piles left after an old dock was removed.
They stood in a body of water behind the estate, with many seagulls perched on them. Under the sunset glow, their feathers looked stunningly beautiful.
A majestic Lamborghini was parked inside the estate.
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