The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 444

I turned around and saw a face I had just seen a few hours ago.

Beside me, Amber gasped in pure delight. "Dr. Cross! Ah, what are you doing here?"

It was Caspian Cross, Amber's ultimate idol.

We kept running into each other.

"So, this is the injured friend you mentioned?" I finally found my voice.

Caspian had said he was visiting a friend at Capital General, but I hadn't realized it was her.

During the surgery, my entire focus had been on keeping her stable. I hadn't really looked at her face. Only now did I recognize the patient as the short-haired girl who had been wearing matching loungewear with Caspian at the Westmont Hot Springs.

No wonder the elegant woman had looked so familiar. She and the short-haired girl had very different styles, but their facial features were remarkably similar. They had to be related.

The short-haired girl gave off a bright, lively vibe, while the older woman was breathtakingly glamorous. Dressed in a red cashmere coat and dripping with jewels, she exuded wealth and power.

"Yes, this is my little sister. She got hurt while filming and was rushed here yesterday," Caspian explained with a smile, setting down a water bottle. He then introduced the glamorous woman. "This is Sylvia. You can just call her Lady Thorne."

He then gestured to me. "Sylvia, this is Dr. Hayes."

"Well, Lady Thorne, Tiffany suffered severe trauma, including broken ribs and cardiac damage. It's a very serious case. Her surgery took six full hours, so she might need another couple of days to regain consciousness," I answered seriously, dropping my smile. I quickly pulled Caspian in for backup. "Dr. Cross is a top-tier anesthesiologist at his hospital. He's more specialized than I am, so he knows this better than anyone."

"See, Sylvia? Do you believe me now? Don't panic. Just give it time. Tiffany is going to be fine," Caspian chimed in.

So that was it. He needed me to back up his medical opinion because Lady Thorne hadn't believed him.

"Another whole day?" Lady Thorne looked visibly disappointed, her brow furrowing with displeasure. "This girl is going to be the death of me. I told her to just stay home and relax. If she was bored, I would've bought her a little company to play with. But no, she insisted on running off to be some small-time actress!"

Her voice rose with agitation. "She refused to use the family's connections. She just had to prove her talent. And look what happened! She nearly got herself killed! Something isn't right here. I'm telling you, someone is targeting the Thorne Family."