The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 291

Hearing the word "coward," Ferris unconsciously furrowed his brows. However, he quickly regained his composed demeanor and said flatly, "I told you, reverse psychology won't work on me. You should stop wasting your time, Dr. Hayes."

I did intend to provoke Ferris, but more than that, I was expressing my true feelings.

Watching his lips pull into a hard, cold line and his fingers unconsciously tapping the table, I knew he was actually angry.

Despite his forced attempts to control the speed of his words, his tone still betrayed a deep sense of dissatisfaction.

I guessed he was restraining his emotions.

Like a panther retracting its claws while pacing around its prey, he tapped the table faster and faster, looking as if he might tear off that facade of restraint in the next second.

Guessing that my provocation had worked, I patiently said, "You must be joking, Dr. Sterling. You are a man of such strict principles. Why would I bother playing such petty tricks on you?"

"Aren't you?"

"I'm just telling the truth," I slowed my pace, speaking calmly. "It would be a lie to say I don't have selfish motives. After all, the person lying in the ICU right now is Silas, my only family. In a life-or-death situation like this, I naturally want to place him in the hands of a doctor I trust. And you are one of them."

Hearing this, the corners of Ferris's mouth sank. He scoffed coldly but didn't reply.

However, he didn't interrupt me either.

I could only speak with complete sincerity. "Three years ago in winter, a car crash victim was brought to Capital General. The injuries were so severe that everyone thought there was no hope for resuscitation. It was you who turned the tide, pulling that patient back from the brink of death. I remember clearly that the surgery took exactly four hours, right?"

A flicker of surprise unconsciously surfaced in the man's bottomless, predatory gaze, followed by annoyance. "Why are you bringing this up?"

"I just want to tell you that the reason I'm clinging to you so stubbornly is because I trust your medical skills. I know perfectly well that you are responsible for every patient you handle," I gave my final conclusion. "Even if Silas was just someone you saved by accident..."

"And?" Ferris shot me a frustrated glare, snapping, "As the patient's family, you should know the difficulty level of this surgery. Aside from these pretty words, what else can you do for me?"

I looked at him in surprise, hesitating for two seconds before asking, "What else do you want me to do?"

Ferris rested both hands on the table and looked at me with amusement. He mocked, "Are you saying that you'll do whatever I want you to do, Selena?"

Beneath the table, my hands clenched tightly and then released. I silently controlled my emotions and nodded decisively.

I heard the displeasure in his voice and immediately changed the subject. "Is there anything I need to be aware of for tonight?"

Ferris gave me a faint glance and said casually, "Dress formally."

With that, he walked out the door.

Since I had agreed to this, I had to make sure Ferris was satisfied no matter what. After rummaging through my closet, I found that custom-tailored professional dress—the one Ferris had Lucille deliver to me on the day of my interview at Capital General.

It was finally coming in handy today.

Once I was ready, I hurried back to the hospital. I had intended to bring the news of Ferris's upcoming surgery to Lucille, but by the time I arrived, she had already received the notice—Ferris had decided to convene a multi-disciplinary discussion meeting.

It was scheduled for three in the afternoon.

The sole purpose was to discuss Silas's surgery.