The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 110

Take two days off.

Until the scandal blows over.

No wonder Ferris had suddenly brought up a full-body checkup. He was just trying to give me busywork so I'd vanish from the public eye.

"What about me? Should I take two days off too?"

Zoey voiced the very question I was burning to ask.

"No need," Ferris replied without hesitation. "The Department of Neurosurgery isn't afraid of trouble."

My nose burned. I dug my nails fiercely into my palms, terrified of making a single sound.

Looking at the IV tube taped to my hand, and remembering the careful way Ferris had held my IV pole just moments ago, I gritted my teeth and brutally yanked the needle out.

To everyone's shock, I showed up for the morning shift.

Seeing me with my clipboard, the head nurse rushed over, her face full of concern. "You fainted yesterday! Shouldn't you take a day off before coming back to work?"

"I'm fine. I'm tough," I joked, feigning ease. "Besides, if I take a day off, they'll dock my pay."

The head nurse shook her head helplessly. "Alright, but if you feel like you can't hold up, let me know. Do not push yourself."

I nodded lightly, then heard her drop some gossip. "Oh, by the way, that video from yesterday got taken down this morning. Did you see?"

I shook my head. Recalling the conversation between Ferris and Zoey, I was ninety percent sure he was the one behind it.

After all, it would protect his Little Mischief's reputation.

At that thought, I forced a stiff smile and told the head nurse, "Come on, let's go do rounds."

I was prepared to face the rumors, but sometimes, people's prejudice is far more terrifying than gossip.

Case in point: when checking on a Neurosurgery patient, her husband, who had somehow heard about my so-called exploits, vehemently refused to let me examine his wife, screaming for the hospital to switch doctors.

The head nurse, who had caught me, was equally horrified. She urged, "Make Dr. Lennox stop! If this escalates, it's going to be a disaster."

I pulled myself together, hurrying forward to grab Leon's arm. "Dr. Lennox, I'm fine. Let him go."

Leon refused to release him, his glare sharpening into something utterly lethal.

Terrified that he would ruin his career over this, I felt tears threatening to fall. After I pleaded a few more times, Leon finally shoved the man backward, sending him stumbling away.

The caretaker beside the bed immediately mashed the call button, screaming, "The doctor hit someone! There's no law in this place!"

Leon didn't care in the slightest. His eyes fell on my face, and he pointed to my forehead. "Does it hurt?"

Before I could answer, a furious roar exploded beside my ear: "What the hell do you think you're doing!"

I looked up to see Ferris standing at the door of the ward, his face dark as thunder, glaring at us with terrifying intensity.