Chapter 301
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Roughly thirty minutes later, a nurse finally delivered the news—the surgery was a success, and Dylan was out of danger.
In reality, Calvin and his team had been sitting idle in the operating room before sending out the nurse to announce that the surgery was over, all to cover for Christina’s discreet identity as King.
Soon, Dylan was moved to his ward—alive and safe at last.
In the private hospital room, Christina handed the elegantly wrapped dessert box to Calvin with a gentle smile, her words smooth as she slipped into her charade. “Here are the desserts you asked for. And thank you, Dr. Emmett, for everything you’ve done.”
Calvin waved her gratitude away with a shake of his head. “The credit isn’t mine to take. If King hadn’t unexpectedly decided to step in and operate on Mr. Scott, this surgery might not have been a success. Truly, you should be thanking King. And frankly, Mr. Scott’s luck can’t be understated.”
Chloe chimed in, her voice still tight with worry, “Where’s King now? He saved Dylan’s life—we should thank him face-to-face. And we haven’t even paid him.”
Calvin smiled faintly, a hint of admiration in his eyes. “King isn’t expecting any payment. He picked the case on a whim, so there’s no bill.”
“Dylan really was incredibly fortunate to catch King’s attention just when it mattered most.” Ralphy finally exhaled, relief flooding his features as his shoulders relaxed. Since King had assured them that, with proper recovery, Dylan would be fine, there was no reason to worry.
Word had it that King sometimes chose especially challenging cases to treat pro bono at hospitals, though these rare acts of generosity were typically reserved for patients in dire straits. No one had expected King to select someone as privileged as Dylan.
Ralphy had assumed King’s kindness was reserved for people with nothing left. But this time, fate had landed on Dylan’s side. It was true: King really did choose his patients at random, regardless of wealth or background.
𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚: gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘴⍰ⅽ𝗈𝗺
“Mr. Scott truly has fortune on his side,” Calvin commented, a knowing glint in his eyes. But only Christina picked up on the subtle message behind his words.
“If you see King again, please let him know how grateful we are. The Scott family owes him a great debt—if there’s ever anything we can do, we won’t hesitate,” Chloe said sincerely, bowing to Calvin with deep respect.
Calvin gave a tired smile and stretched, signaling the conversation was over. “I need some rest now.”
“Let me walk you out,” Christina offered promptly.
“Alright.” Calvin gave her a quick nod, his attention shifting to Ralphy and Chloe. “Make sure the patient gets plenty of rest. As long as nothing goes wrong before he wakes up, there shouldn’t be any major issues. Just don’t let him overexert himself in the future.”
Ralphy and Chloe answered in unison, “Understood!”
Christina led Calvin out through the quiet corridors of the hospital, matching his brisk stride. At the entrance, she paused to watch as he climbed into his car and drove off, his taillights vanishing around the corner.
Christina turned to head back inside, but before she could move, another vehicle glided into the parking lot. The car doors opened, and two people stepped out. What on earth were they doing at Kitaso Hospital? Her eyes narrowed for a fleeting moment, but she decided not to ignore them and strode away without a backward glance.
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