Gavin didn't miss the joy at the bottom of Wendy's eyes.

He looked at her lightly and gave her the same answer as Blake had. "We met at a party held by our common friend. After drinking a few coffees, we found that we had increasingly better feelings for each other. It's natural for us to be together. Why do you ask this?"

"..."

Wendy was upset.

She had just driven Blake home, so Blake should have had no time to share the same story with Gavin.

As a result, the process of Gavin and Blake encountering and getting to know each other was true, and their romance... might also be true.

Connell only suspected that they were pretending to be in a relationship. She couldn't find any evidence to prove that they were in a fake relationship. It was so annoying...

She looked at Gavin hesitantly. "If I don't stop you, will you really get engaged to Blake?"

"I told you that she is the one whom I want to live with for the rest of my life." Gavin said coldly, "Even if you have any objections, you can't stop me."

"I have nothing to say." With that, she jumped up and provoked him. "Gavin, just wait and see. As long as I don't break my hands and feet, as long as I can speak, I will definitely stop your engagement with Blake!"

Gavin leisurely said, "Come and have a try. I'll wait for your tricks."

"... I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

She hated Gavin's fearless look very much. So she rushed back to the room in a huff, slammed the door, and threw herself on the bed.

Gavin did not believe that she could stop him and Blake, did he?

Very good, she decided that she was going to take action and shock Gavin!

In the living room, Gavin was looking at the interface on the mobile phone of his conversation with Blake.

40 minutes prior, Blake started to send him voice messages one by one. He listened and found that they were all snatches of the conversation between her and Wendy in the car.

Wendy was curious about how Blake and he met and knew each other, through which she wanted to verify his relationship with Blake. He gave her the same answer as Blake had.

Thus, could it dispel her doubts?

The next day, in order to avoid Wendy, Gavin went to the company early. When Wendy woke up, she did not see him, but she didn't feel that it was strange. She casually got a bite to eat and drove to the hospital.

As soon as she got out of the elevator, she found that Dr. Torres's office was open, and there were people coming in and out in a hurry.

Wendy's professional intuition told her that something bad had happened.

She ran into the office. Before she could say anything, her colleague took her bag and said, "Wendy, go to the operating room now. Mr. Lin, who had the surgery yesterday afternoon, is suffering from a rejection, and he is in the emergency room now. Dr. Torres wanted you to enter immediately after arriving."

Wendy quickly put on her surgical gown. When she left the dressing room, she ran into Dr. Oliver.

"I'll go too. Dr. Torres can't handle it alone," said Dr. Oliver, "let's go. The patient is in critical condition."

After a whole morning of trying to save him, Mr. Lin still fell into a coma in the end, for his physical condition was too poor.

Dr. Torres took off his surgical mask and announced helplessly, "The patient needs to be sent to the ICU, and he may be in a persistent vegetative state. Let his family members be mentally prepared."

Not long after, there was a burst of crying outside the emergency room. Ms. Lin kept crying, "Dad, Dad..."

Dr. Torres closed his eyes and stepped out. Wendy hurried to follow him.

"Ms. Lin, I'm sorry." Dr. Torres apologized to the family members as a matter of routine. "We tried our best to save him, but..."

"But what?" Ms. Lin rushed at Dr. Torres and beat him. "I put so much money in the red packet, but you let my father fall into a persistent vegetative state. Dr. Torres, I will sue you. I must sue you!"

Seeing this, Wendy stepped forward to stop her. "Ms. Lin, our medical staff really tried our best. Mr. Lin's physical condition is too poor. Before the operation, we told you the possible consequences, and you..."

"You're just an intern. It's none of your business. Shut up!"

Ms. Lin gave her a push, and the latter was caught off guard, so that her lower back bumped into the armrest of the adjoining chairs and she fell down on them awkwardly.

"Wendy!" Dr. Torres helped Wendy up and asked with concern, "Are you OK?"

"I'm fine." Wendy shook her head and walked up to Ms. Lin, saying, "I understand how you feel now. Mr. Lin is just temporarily in a coma, and we will continue to try and save him. We'll try our best to make him regain consciousness. So please calm down."

"Of course you will try your best to rescue my dad," Ms. Lin hysterically said, "that way, you can make more money! You did it on purpose. You're trying your best to get more money than I gave to you in the red packet! You're not doctors! You are vampires. I curse you to die in your boots!"

"Ms. Lin," Wendy said in a solemn tone, "first, apart from family members, doctors are the ones who want the patient to recover the most. We don't want Mr. Lin to be in a coma, either. You can't speculate about us maliciously. Second, Dr. Torres didn't accept your red packet."

Her good temper had failed her.

She could tolerate a rude push, but she couldn't tolerate the doctor's professional ethics being questioned, but even more, she couldn't allow others to slander Dr. Torres.

"Well, you, the surgeon, and you, the intern, you are both good. I am going to report you now!"

After that, Ms. Lin turned around and left angrily.

"Wendy," Dr. Torres asked, "did you handle the red packet yesterday?"

"It's done," Wendy nodded and said, "I have already handed it over to my colleagues in the medical department."

"Good." Dr. Torres's tone was very light. "Let's go have lunch. It's so late now. You must be hungry."

She did not move for a long time, and there was a look of worry in her eyes. "Dr. Torres, are you okay?"

The operation was successful, but the rescue had failed. Would it be a big blow for Dr. Torres?

Dr. Torres forced a smile and said, "I've seen many lives and deaths, but I still can't face the sudden decline of a patient's situation. By the way, if Ms. Lin really complains, the staff of the medical department will come to you. You can just tell the truth."

"OK, I got it."

When Wendy came back after lunch, her colleague told her, "Wendy, the director of the medical department asked you to go there."

"It actually disturbed the director?" Wendy could not help complaining silently, "Is it necessary?"

Although it was not necessary, she still had to abide by the hospital's regulations. She went to the director's office and told the director what had happened the day before.

After listening, the director asked to make a confirmation, "You said that you had given the folder containing the money to Lin of our department?"

"Yes," Wendy said very affirmatively, "I asked Blake to negotiate with Ms. Lin. Also, I told her that if Ms. Lin was unwilling to take back the red packet, the money could be transferred to Mr. Lin's account for his hospitalization fee."

The director nodded and dialed the internal line. "Lin, come to my office."

Blake soon came in and asked, "Director, what's the matter?"

"Blake," Wendy couldn't wait to ask, "haven't you dealt with what I asked you to do yesterday?"

Blake was stunned, and she looked at Wendy doubtfully. "What did you ask me to do yesterday?"

Wendy was also stunned. "I gave Ms. Lin's red packet to you and let you deal with it, didn't I?"

Blake didn't understand Wendy's words at all, asking blankly, "What are you talking about? You didn't give me any red packet. Maybe you remember it another way."

Blake looked so gentle and harmless that Wendy also doubted if she had really remembered it another way.

Wendy recalled carefully yesterday afternoon: after work, she went to the office, put the folder into her bag, made an appointment with Blake to meet at the gate of the hospital, then gave her the folder containing the money, and drove her home conveniently.

"That's right!"

She then said with certainty, "Blake, I remember correctly. You can recall it carefully. I gave it to you when I got off work at six o'clock yesterday."

Blake shook her head with a smile. "Wendy, I left at five o'clock yesterday."

"Impossible," Wendy said hurriedly. "I clearly saw you at the gate of the hospital at six o'clock, and I still..."

"Stop." The director interrupted her, called another girl into the office, and asked, "What did Dr. Torres say?"

The girl came in and said, "Dr. Torres said that Ms. Lin did ask Dr. Moore to give him a folder containing the cash yesterday, but he didn't accept it. Instead, he asked Dr. Moore to leave it for the staff of the medical department to deal with."

Once again, the director asked Wendy, "Is that so?"

"Yes," Wendy said, "Dr. Torres asked me to hand the money to the staff of the medical department. I gave it to Blake when I got off work."

"Yan," the director asked the girl who just came in, "did Dr. Moore come to our department at six o'clock yesterday?"

"No," Yan said, "we were not busy yesterday, so everyone in our department got off work at five o'clock. Blake left with us. How... how could she have found Blake?"

The director looked at Blake and asked, "Lin, did you take the folder that Dr. Moore gave you?"

"Director, I really didn't." Blake looked at Wendy in confusion. "I don't know why Dr. Moore said that she had given it to me."

"Because I really did give it to you." Wendy was still not quite able to react. "Blake, why would you deny it?"

"I deny it because you didn't give the folder to me." Blake thought for a moment and then suggested, "Director, please investigate this matter. It is easy to do so."

"I've already ordered an investigation into it," the director said, "there should be results soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone came in with a disk and said, "I have the surveillance video."

Several video clips showed that Wendy took the folder from Ms. Lin and went to the office to give it to Dr. Torres, but the latter did not take it. On the contrary, Wendy took the folder with her.

Also, the surveillance video clearly captured Wendy putting the folder into her bag and then leaving the hospital after work.

"And then?"

Then, no more follow-up.

Judging from the surveillance video, it was indeed Wendy who had taken away Ms. Lin's money.

The director looked at Wendy with no expression. "What else do you want to say?"

"What about the surveillance video at the gate of the hospital?" She said, "I met Blake at the gate of the hospital. Why don't you get the surveillance video at the gate of the hospital?"

"The monitor at the gate of the hospital was broken yesterday afternoon." The man who came in with the disk spoiled Wendy's hope. "It was not repaired until this morning."

Wendy was stunned, and she slowly understood that she had gotten into big trouble...