The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 203

Dr. York couldn't have been clearer. We were officially suspended pending investigation.

That meant our time at Capital General was effectively put on hold. We lost our surgical privileges, couldn't assist in the outpatient clinics, and all our access as a neurosurgeon and an anesthesiologist was revoked.

We were basically ghosts.

Leon grasped the severity of it immediately and voiced his frustration. "The administration knows exactly what went down. Instead of backing us up, they're launching an inquiry. What, are they trying to use us as scapegoats to appease the public?"

"Management has its pressures," Dr. York shot Leon a fierce glare, lowering his voice. "The complaint calls have reached Dean Davidson's office. People are saying if this isn't strictly investigated, no one will feel safe coming to Capital General anymore. Tell me, what would you do in their shoes?"

"It's not fair," Leon argued stubbornly.

"What is fair? Right now, it's a game of he-said-she-said. The Hospital Inquiry Board is actually a good thing for you," Dr. York explained patiently, his tone sincere. "Only by reviewing your past medical records and shutting down the skeptics can we clear away the public bias against you. Do you understand?"

Seeing Leon about to argue further, I immediately cut him off. "The truth will speak for itself. Since the hospital formed the committee, we'll cooperate fully."

Leon gave me a helpless look, swallowing whatever he was about to say.

Once we were out of the office, Leon immediately turned to me. "Do you have any idea what an investigation means for an intern? I can't believe you agreed so easily."

I looked at him in confusion until he elaborated, "If the investigation goes smoothly, we both clear our names. If it doesn't... the intern is almost always the one thrown under the bus."

A suffocating wave of dread washed over me.

Soon enough, the hospital announced the formation of The Hospital Inquiry Board on their official website. While many supported the move, my personal situation only worsened.

Returning to the department after lunch, I ran into Lawrence Logan instructing another intern. The moment he saw me, The Iron Mask activated his sarcasm. "Well, if it isn't the star of our department. How is it? Enjoying the spotlight?"

I didn't know how to respond, but I could feel the shift in how everyone looked at me.

I almost laughed out of sheer disbelief.

Even now, the Sterling family's only priority was forcing me out.

"I won't resign," I shot back, finding courage from some unknown source. "But don't worry. The moment this implicates the Sterling family or Ferris, I will sign the divorce papers. Goodbye."

Without waiting for her response, I ended the call.

My hand trembled around my phone, my heart pounding erratically. When I enrolled in medical school, I was driven by a pure desire to save lives. I never realized how brutal this path would be.

It was all too much.

Tears slipped silently down my cheeks. Hiding in the stall, I choked back a sob, questioning if my choices had been completely wrong all along.