Chapter 566
He had once studied in the country for a period of time. Because he understood the language, he found himself increasingly irritated with Tessa. She could question him on anything, but his medical expertise was off-limits. Medicine was his greatest passion, something no one could easily disparage.
With this thought in mind, the foreign doctorโs tone toward Tessa grew more curt. โOh? In that case, Iโd like to see for myself what makes this doctor you speak of so impressive. And if heโs truly that skilled, why is she still unconscious after all this time?โ
Jackson wiped the sweat from his brow. He was genuinely nervous. He feared saying or doing something wrong in front of so many people. If he messed up, what would happen to his career? Could he still work at the First Light Hospital? That was his ironclad job. He was stuck, unable to move forward or backward. Remembering Julianโs instructions, he had no choice but to push forward, face the situation, and do his best. As for why Aurora hadnโt recovered, he knew the real reason all too well. But could he say it out loud? If he did, heโd be humiliated forever.
Tessa caught the mocking tone of the foreign doctor and, unable to argue with anyone else, felt no fear of this small-time doctor. Without hesitation, she shot back. โOur country is not a place where you can act recklessly. Dr. Watson certainly has his own methods. You foreigners are so narrow-minded, thinking from just one perspective.โ
The foreign doctor clenched his fists, glaring at Tessaโs principal-like face. If she werenโt a woman, he honestly felt like he could punch her right then and there.
Kenneth saw the foreign doctorโs anger and placed a hand on his shoulder, speaking quietly, โJason, you need to hold back. This isnโt the time to argue. We need to prove everything with action, not waste time with pointless punches.โ
Upon hearing this, the foreign doctor slowly unclenched his fists. Kenneth was right. His reaction had been too impulsive and it had accomplished nothing. If the other party truly had the skills, he would learn a lot from them. He really did love medicine, and resorting to fistfights was a sign of weakness. For him, it was pointless. โAlright, then. I look forward to Dr. Watsonโs performance.โ
โAh, sure.โ Jackson nodded, though he felt a bit uncertain. While he knew what was wrong with Aurora, he couldnโt explore that direction. Doing so would be like testing his skills. It was a real dilemma.
Lucas had remained silent ever since Jackson entered. His eyes, sharp and observant, quietly studied the room. He wanted to know where the problem truly lay, who was behind it. At this point, he was certain of one thing โ Auroraโs illness was no accident. Someone had definitely been working behind the scenes. Otherwise, she would have woken up by now. This was no small matter, and he would not let anyone involved get away with it.
Jackson looked at Aurora lying in the bed, unable to stop himself from swallowing nervously.