The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 204

At three in the afternoon, The Hospital Inquiry Board summoned me to the Administration Wing. Pushing the door open, I froze in shock.

Among the three committee members sat Ferris Sterling.

In that moment, I wanted the ground to swallow me whole.

Not long ago, I had proudly declared my intention to conquer Capital General on my own merits. Yet here I was, sitting across from Ferris as a subject of his investigation.

It was utterly humiliating.

Ferris, however, remained perfectly composed, treating me like just another insignificant intern. My presence didn't seem to cause even a ripple in his calm demeanor.

The questioning began. The first investigator asked, "During the emergency treatment of the truck driver, why did you choose propofol over other anesthetics?"

Now they were second-guessing our surgical medication choices.

Since they asked, I answered honestly. But the second investigator's question was completely out of left field. "Your internship records show two prior medical disputes. How do you explain those?"

I remembered those two disputes clearly.

One was when I took the fall for the anesthesiology department, and the other involved a high-risk maternity case. Both were ultimately resolved, but I never expected them to be permanently logged in my files.

I assumed these were serious strikes against me.

Sure enough, the moment I finished my explanation, both investigators visibly frowned. Then, Ferris spoke up, asking a question I never anticipated.

"Knowing the driver was the cause of the accident, why did you insist on anesthetizing him? Do the victims not deserve your sympathy?"

It was a sharp, penetrating question from Ferris, but it cut right to the core of the investigation.

They were actually discussing how to prove the correlation between the drugs and the crash, seeking Ferris's professional opinion.

How would Ferris respond?

In his eyes, my actions that day were nothing short of reckless and impulsive.

Actions that risked dragging him down too.

Besides, the investigator was right. Both of those imaging techniques required immense effort and resources.

Leaning against the wall, my heart sank completely.

"It is necessary," his deep, gravelly voice echoed through the door. I heard Ferris add, "She is worth it."