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    But to celebrate her birthday on the wrong date… Wasn’t that the most ridiculous thing Kristopher had ever done?


    Lost in thought, Belinda was jolted back to reality when her phone rang. An unfamiliar number shed on the screen. Frowning, she answered, “Hello?”


    “Miss Nelson,” came a strange male voice. “This is Cyril Tucker, the female patient’s agentwyer. Do you remember me, Miss Nelson?”


    Caught off guard, Belinda recalled that her previous phone had been water-damaged and was still not fixed. She hadn’t saved many contacts on her new phone.


    After a brief pause, she recognized him. “Oh, yes, I remember now.” The female patient he mentioned was the woman who wanted to use her medical records.


    “There’s a special situation,” Cyril continued, his voice tense. “My client had a small disagreement with her boyfriend. She’s pretending to be distressed over it. Now she’s in the emergency room at Peace Hospital and needs some patient body indicators from you… Could youe to Peace Hospital right now? It’s quite urgent. She’s prepared to offer you generouspensation for this favor. Additionally, her boyfriend is looking for a renowned stomach cancer specialist for her. Considering your potential future dealings, it would be beneficial for you to assist her.”


    Belinda hesitated, her brow furrowing in thought. After a moment, she nodded to herself. “Okay, I’lle.”


    Her ns for the evening had been simple—just to drink with Madisyn. Thest time they drank together, Madisyn had ended up intoxicated, and though Ethel hadn’t voiced her disapproval, Belinda could sense that she wasn’t happy about Madisyn’s drinking.


    After hanging up the phone, Belinda quickly fabricated an excuse, iming that a colleague had been hospitalized and she needed to lend a hand.


    Madisyn, clearly annoyed, gathered her belongings and grumbled as she left, “You’ve only been at thatpany a few days and you’re already this close to a colleague?”


    Belinda offered a smile while supporting the tipsy Madisyn out of the bar. “I tend to make good impressions, you know.”


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    After bidding Madisyn farewell, Belinda exhaled a deep sigh and hailed a taxi to Peace Hospital.


    To her astonishment, upon arriving at the hospital and stepping out of the cab, she spotted Kristopher at the entrance, engrossed in a phone conversation. Belinda felt a wave of shock wash over her. Shouldn’t Kristopher be with Cathy at this hour?<fn5e05> ?? ??? ???? ?? ???? ???? ???????s, ????s? ??s?? FindN()vel</fn5e05>


    Her mind swirling with questions, she furrowed her brows and approached him. From a distance, she caught snippets of Kristopher’s conversation. His deep voice carried across the space. “The source of that news is from the male dormitory at Nawrin University, right? The Physical Education Department… Okay, I see.”


    Belinda’s heart skipped a beat. Nawrin University, Physical Education Department… Wasn’t that Fred’s department?


    Before Kristopher could finish his phone call, he lifted his head and spotted Belinda a short distance away. He paused mid-sentence.


    “I’ll call you backter,” he said, ending the call and casting a frosty look at Belinda. “What brings you here?”


    By then, Belinda had changed out of her long red gown and into ck athletic wear, exuding a cool and rxed vibe. She arched an eyebrow as she sauntered toward Kristopher.


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