The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 254

"But you have successful precedents."

Leon was the one who fired back.

"And so?" Ferris immediately retorted. "Every patient is completely different. Furthermore, we are merely discussing whether this patient's condition is suitable to be used as a teaching case. My professional opinion is that it is not."

Ferris's attitude was absolute.

He was the lead surgeon. If he refused to give the green light, no one in the room could force him. With that, the discussion came to an abrupt end.

After the meeting, our group trailed behind Dr. York and Ferris. I heard Dr. York trying to reason with him. "Ferris, I understand your concerns, but this case is truly exceptional. Won't you reconsider?"

"Dr. York, please don't make this difficult for me," Ferris refused flatly. "Dr. Hudson is returning from abroad next week. He has ample experience in this area as well."

With a single sentence, Ferris shattered every ounce of hope I had left.

On the way back to the department, Leon and I walked behind Ferris and Zoey. I was still wondering who this Dr. Hudson was when the figure beside me suddenly surged forward. A second later, Leon's accusatory voice rang out. "The Ferris I used to know always put the patient first. Now? You only care about your own personal interests?"

I hadn't expected Leon to confront Ferris directly in front of us.

I quickly tried to smooth things over. "I'm sorry, Dr. Lennox was definitely out of line with his words. Please—"

"I'm just telling the truth," Leon cut me off, shooting a glare at Zoey. "And I'm talking to Ferris. If Dr. Zeller had any manners, she'd know it's incredibly rude to keep interrupting a conversation."

Zoey froze at his words. Her slender shoulders began to tremble as she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand. A faint, sickeningly sweet perfume wafted from her wrist. Her doe eyes instantly shimmered with unshed tears, making her look as pitiful as a kicked puppy.

It was a sight guaranteed to trigger Ferris's protective instincts.

"Have you made enough of a scene? Are you done embarrassing yourselves here?" the man suddenly raised his voice. "Wait until your skills surpass mine before you throw a tantrum."