In the hospital, Evander Lancaster stood by the doctor's desk with his hands in the pockets of his casual pants.
His short hair was disheveled, clothes in disarray, with nothing worn inside his zipped cotton jacket and only a thin pair of casual pants on below; his feet were in slippers and his pants' zipper was undone, but he seemed completely unaware.
Behind the curtain, the doctor was performing an examination on Sophia Hamilton.
Evander lowered his gaze, his thick eyelashes hiding the emotions within.
A few minutes later, the doctor emerged from behind the curtain, removing medical gloves with a smile, "I must say, Dean, you're a top student of medical university! Have you forgotten even the most basic knowledge?"
"How is it? What's going on?" Evander lifted his gaze, his handsome face serious, yet he hadn't quite grasped why the female doctor in the hospital was giving him a hard time.
