Chapter 1178
“No need for formalities, just call me Arabe."
“Nonsense, that wouldn''t be right. Your medical skills surpass mine. It''s already a disservice to call you
‘Doctor’.
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Please, have some tea. This is the best we have."
The attending physician prepared the tea and carefully handed it to Arabe, saying with the utmost
respect, “It''s a bit hot, take your time."
Arabe epted the tea and stated her purpose, “I''d like to see all the real-time data from the medical
equipment monitoring the patient who was moved into room 308st night, as well as any issues
identified by the doctors and nurses."
"Please, give me a moment. I''ll fetch it for you." The doctor quickly essed the system, turned the
After Arabe finished one page, she clicked to the next.
"No adverse reactions were observed. The patient didn''t ring for assistance, there were noints
from family members, and our staff checked on her every hour for five consecutive hours fromte
night to early morning, without finding any issues.
The doctor paused, then asked humbly, “Dr. Be, may I ask where you sourced the medication? Could
it be introduced for medical usage to save more patients?"
“Not yet."
It was too expensive for the patients.
Moreover, it was not fully tested yet, there might be side effects.
"Oh." The doctor nodded carefully, not daring to ask more, “The patient''s recovery is going quite well."
After reviewing the four pages of data, Arabe admitted, “Indeed, it''s better than I expected."
“if she doesn''t experience any difort, she can be discharged in three days. If there are any
The doctor was taken aback, then ecstatically scrambled for his phone, excited to add the esteemed
Dr. Be to his WhatsApp contacts.
“I''ll be busy in the next few days and won''t be able to visit often. I''m counting on you"
“No, no, it''s no trouble at all. I''ll take good care of the patient.’ The doctor was still thrilled to have
added the revered Dr. Be''s contact.
“I''ll be leaving now."
Seeing her stand up, the doctor immediately picked up the tea cup, "Dr. Be, your tea."
“No, thank you."
Watching her leave, the doctor thought to himself how polite, young, beautiful, and skilled she was.
He wondered who would be the lucky person to win her heart.
After leaving the hospital, Arabe remembered that she''d been neglecting Romeo recently, so she
bought some items and drove to the McMllian Corporation.
In the office.
Carl reported, "Mr. McMillian, our clothing brand canunch hundreds of new designs each month. Our
new designer is very talented. Our brand''s poprity is on par with QY''s."
“Reduce the new designs to eighty per month.” Romeo casually instructed as he flipped through
documents, “Our focus isn''t on the clothing industry."
Carl understood that Romeo wanted to let QY dominate the market, but he couldn''t help saying, “Mr.
McMillian,
you could also make money with Ms. Be."
There was no need to "yield" to her.
“Isn''t the money I make going to be hers in the future?" Romeo asked, lifting his gaze from the
documents.
Carl couldn''t argue with that. “Oh, by the way, there''s a newpetitor this quarter. They''re tailing QY
closely, copying their style. Each design is unique and priced lower than QY''s, they''re stealing
customers."