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Yvonne Lowell relaxed, her whole body leaning into his embrace.

"I’m alright, just haven’t had enough sleep."

Leo Grant kissed the top of her head, his eyes full of tenderness.

"You’ve gotten thinner, and you look worn out."

"Not thinner, really. You know I’d never neglect my appetite. I’m just sleep-deprived."

"Is the class in Kingsland?" Leo Grant asked tentatively.

Yvonne Lowell nodded. "I have to leave right after the surgery."

Leo Grant was reluctant to see her go, but he didn’t press for details. He knew what he should and shouldn’t ask.

Since Yvonne Lowell didn’t elaborate, it meant it was something he wasn’t supposed to know.

Besides, just from seeing who was with Yvonne Lowell tonight, he could guess the general situation.

He just hadn’t expected Yvonne Lowell to be taking a martial class, not an academic one.

The two of them chatted idly for a while before Yvonne Lowell pushed him away.

"It’s getting late. I need to get him back first. He needs to rest, or his body won’t be able to take it."

"So, are you still..."

"I’ll be back. Michael White is still here, after all," Yvonne Lowell said, looking up to kiss his chin.

Leo Grant gave her a mournful look.

"You’re only coming back for Michael White? Don’t I even get a mention? ’I should be under the car, not in the car’?"

Yvonne Lowell took a deep breath and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"Be good, okay? Promise me you’ll stop watching those soap operas and learning lines from angsty love songs. Trying to learn everything will be the end of you."

Leo Grant grumpily ruffled her hair and led her back.

...

Elder Clark refused Yvonne Lowell’s offer to escort him personally, only allowing her to walk him downstairs.

The General Hospital was inaccessible to the general public without the proper credentials or prior clearance with the guards.

Therefore, its security was quite high, so there was no need for any secret passages.

Besides, Elder Clark’s residence was only a 20-minute drive from the hospital. Since Yvonne Lowell couldn’t win the argument, she let him have his way.

"Hurry up and go back inside. Save some time to chat with that little boyfriend of yours. You’ll have to head back soon anyway." Although Elder Clark was unhappy that his prized cabbage had been snatched by a pig, he didn’t want to be the bad guy.

Yvonne Lowell bent down, leaning on the car window to remind him, "Try not to browse those weird memes online, and get more rest. Let me know when you run out of medicine, and I’ll send you more."

Elder Clark waved his hand dismissively. "Alright, alright. So young and already worrying about everything. Now you’re nagging me? If you have the energy to lecture me, you might as well use it to come visit me more often."

Uncle Sutton, in the passenger seat, shook his head with an amused smile. ’Isn’t this exactly what they call ’tsundere’ online?’

He was clearly delighted on the inside but had to pretend to be annoyed and indifferent, as if he wasn’t the same person who usually sang Yvonne’s praises.

"I know. I’ll visit when I have time."

Yvonne Lowell then looked at Uncle Sutton. "Uncle Sutton, drive safe. Contact me anytime if anything comes up."

Uncle Sutton smiled and nodded. "Yes, don’t you worry, Yvonne."

Only after watching the cars drive away did Yvonne Lowell turn to go back upstairs.

When she looked back, she saw Leo Grant standing at the entrance of the outpatient building.

Seeing her turn around, he quickly walked over.

Yvonne Lowell froze for a moment, her brow furrowing slightly.

"Why did you come down? Did you leave Grandpa Ford up there by himself?"

Leo Grant held up his hands. "I’m innocent! Right after you all came down, my parents and my aunt took another elevator to the top floor. Grandpa told me to come down."

"Uncle Grant and Auntie Ford came too?"

Yvonne Lowell was a bit surprised. The two families and the General Hospital were practically at three different corners of Kingsland.

"Yeah. They were all at the Ford estate when they got the news. I was the one who came to the compound to have dinner with Grandpa."

Leo Grant squeezed her hand. "Do you want to go sleep in the car for a bit? I’m worried you won’t sleep well again tonight."

Yvonne Lowell glanced at the time. "Let’s just go straight up. She should be coming out soon. Besides, with so many elders upstairs, it wouldn’t be right not to greet them."

"It’s fine. I already told them, and they understand."

Yvonne Lowell didn’t say anything, simply pulling him into the building.

Business was business. Although she didn’t consider herself a particularly good person, she was always meticulous about etiquette when it came to elders.

In Nina Jennings’s words: Only the most extreme contrast can... (not really).

After going upstairs, greeting the elders, and being thanked by everyone, Yvonne Lowell finally sat down in an empty chair a short distance away.

Leo Grant pulled her into his arms. "Get some sleep for a bit, hmm?"

Yvonne Lowell nodded and closed her eyes, leaning against his chest.

Knowing that Michael White was the one performing the surgery, everyone felt more at ease. It seemed those two words held a magical power to inspire confidence.

Mrs. Grant and Aunt Ford would glance over at their seats from time to time, unable to suppress their fond, knowing smiles.

...

「One hour later.」

The light above the operating room door went out, and the doors opened.

Yvonne Lowell opened her eyes at the sound.

Turning her head, she saw Nina Jennings walk out, surrounded by the hospital director and a group of doctors. Everyone, except for Nina Jennings, looked overjoyed.

Yvonne Lowell averted her gaze. That face and those two pigtails were as conspicuous and cringey as ever...

The Fords immediately crowded around. "How did it go?"

"The surgery was a success. There’s no need to worry. A period of bed rest for recovery will be sufficient," Nina Jennings said, nodding coolly.

’Who is Nina Jennings? I don’t know her. I don’t recognize her. I am now Michael-dot-moody-dot-aloof-dot-miracle-doctor-dot-White.’

The heavy stone in everyone’s heart was finally lifted.

Old Master Ford took the check he had just asked Penelope Lynch to write and offered it to the young woman before him with both hands.

"We’ve truly troubled you this time, Doctor White. This is for your services."

A flicker of light crossed Nina Jennings’s eyes. She took half a step back and did not accept it.

"That won’t be necessary. I was entrusted to do this by someone else. Besides, this goes against my rules."

Beside them, Aunt Ford and Mrs. Grant grew anxious and were about to try and persuade her.

Old Master Ford raised a hand to stop them and smiled gratefully.

"It was presumptuous of me. The Ford family will donate the full amount to charity. To receive Doctor White’s approval is an honor for my son."

It was widely known that Michael White was an elusive figure, but there was one unwritten rule:

If the patient was a hero of Aurelia, she would appear unbidden and charge not a single cent for her services.

Nina Jennings gave a slight nod. "The hospital’s medical staff can handle the follow-up care. If they encounter anything they can’t resolve, have Lowell contact me. I’ll be leaving now."

Yvonne Lowell lifted her gaze to glance at her, but didn’t expose her act.

After bidding farewell to the others, Yvonne Lowell and Nina Jennings turned to leave, followed by a certain Leo-dot-Big-Tail-dot-Grant.

In the elevator, Leo Grant held Yvonne Lowell’s hand tightly, toying with it in his palm.

Sensing an intense stare, he looked up and saw Nina Jennings in the reflective surface of the elevator, making a face at Yvonne Lowell.

Leo Grant’s brow furrowed slightly. "Does Doctor White have facial muscle spasms?"

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