Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

“Move aside. Don’t you know that you’re breaking the law?”

“My brother is inside and Chen is performing surgery. I don’t want anyone to disturb him before the surgery ends.”

Karim and Howard blocked the surgery room’s door like two door gods.

“The patient was shot in the head,” the Dean said. “Hill Nandes already said that he has no hope. You’re just causing trouble now.” Then he said to the bodyguards beside him, “Pull them away.”

But the bodyguards were quickly sent to the ground by Karim and Howard.

“If you keep doing this, I’ll call the cops!” the Dean threatened.

“Mr. Dean, since you already decided that Kane has no hope, why can’t you give someone else a chance?”

Faur was still calm. She didn’t want a conflict to happen and affect Chen Zhao’s surgery for Kane. She wasn’t sure if Chen Zhao could save Kane, but at least there was still hope.

As long as Chen Zhao hadn’t come out, there was still hope.

“You’re using my surgery room. I won’t lend the room to an outsider with an unclear background.”

“Dean,” Kill reminded from the side. “That man is a medical professor from UCLA.”

“So what? Are professors allowed to break into other people’s hospitals?” the Dean asked matter-of-factly. “Does being a professor mean that he has a license?”

“Dean, lending the room to him actually doesn’t pose any problems.”

“How do I know if he’s doing anything illegal in there or not? That man damaged the surveillance camera as soon as he entered the room. I have reason to suspect that he’s doing something unthinkable. I don’t wish to take responsibility for any risks. I don’t care. That man needs to come out.”

“If there are any damages to your room, I can pay for it,” Winnip said.

“I said, no.” The Dean insisted on his own decision. Seeing that Winnip and the others wouldn’t back down, he called the cops.

The police came shortly after. The two sides had different stories, giving them a headache.

Winnip’s side insisted that Kane still had hope and that man was performing surgery. The dean believed that Chen Zhao wasn’t performing surgery. Instead, he was doing something illegal.

“You two, move aside,” the police advised.

Karim and Howard stayed in their spot, not willing to move.

Right then, Winnip said, “If my man dies in there, I have reason to suspect that the surgery of this hospital had a serious mistake, so you’re stopping an expert from saving him to hide the truth.”

“Nonsense!” Hill panicked. This had nothing to do with him, but Winnip was pulling him under the water. “My surgery follows the hospital’s standards.”

“How would I know?” Winnip scoffed while looking at the Dean. “If my man dies because you guys broke in, I’ll sue you until the hospital goes bankrupt! I am not joking around.”

The Dean’s face alternated between red and pale. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Okay, I’ll wait until he comes out and then I’ll see what you can say.”

“You could’ve said this earlier,” Winnip said, sneering.

The Dean’s face was red with anger. “Nandes!” he called to Hill Nandes. “Call the principal of UCLA. I’m going to report that their staff is breaking the standards of medical practitioners. I want him fired!”

Winnip couldn’t help but get worried. “Will UCLA really fire Chen over this?” she asked Faur softly.

Faur was worried, but she couldn’t do anything except forge on. “It’s okay. He doesn’t really need this job, anyway. It’s just a title for him.”

“Dean, the call is connected.”

Wright’s voice came from the other end of the call. “Hello, Wright speaking. Who are you?”

“I am Rozick Juan, Dean of Sacramento Toffajate Hospital.”

“Hello, sir. How may I help you?”

“A professor from your school named Chen Zhao is acting crazily in our hospital. He’s performing surgery on someone already pronounced dead and using our surgery room without getting permission. He refuses to come out too. I demand that you fire him.”

“F*ck you. Who are you to make demands?” Wright’s voice suddenly changed. The last second, she was still a benevolent elder. The next second, her voice was a cold and harsh dictator. “I am the previous president of the California Doctor’s Council and the principal of UCLA. The current president is my student. Do you qualify to make demands from me? Or do you think the Dean of a hospital can order me around? I think I should send someone to your hospital for a health and safety check to see if your hospital meets the requirements.”

“I…I…”

“Let me tell you. Chen is performing surgery in your hospital right now, so you better cooperate with him. If your disturbances cause irreparable damage to the patient, I will shut your hospital down! I’ve already checked. You’re a private hospital, right? Perhaps I should suggest to the council to recheck if your hospital is qualified for the license.”

“You… You…”

“I am not joking. Chen is the best teacher in our school and the best doctor. Since he thinks that the man still has a chance, that means he shouldn’t have died. If you have any questions about my words, you can come and visit me at UCLA at any time. But don’t say I didn’t warn you. UCLA is very dangerous. A professional boxer recently got his arms broken here recently.”

Clunk.

The Dean perspired after hearing this. Did he just get threatened by a college principal? She’d threatened him so shamelessly too. He couldn’t even reply.

He’d given up on refuting her head-on when she’d revealed her status. She was the previous president of the Doctor’s Council and the teacher of the current president.

If he angered her, they could void his hospital’s license. No, even just lowering the rating could send his hospital into the abyss.

He was furious, but he had to stay clear-headed. Now, he just wished that the surgery room’s door could open soon.

A result was more convincing than anything else.

“Chen’s status in UCLA is quite high,” Winnip whispered to Faur. “The principal seems to place high importance on him.”

“The principal mentioned that a professional boxer got his arms broken. Chen’s responsible.”

On the side, Laurent shuddered. This b*stard really did every bad thing.