Phoebe's POV
With Harold as my protector, Chad and Brian treating me like precious treasure, and earning respect from leading hospital specialists, my prospects couldn't be brighter.
Carol should count his blessings if he manages to avoid getting on my bad side.
One flawless open class demonstration was all it took for me to showcase my remarkable abilities. I could see Carol looked completely outmatched.
Wielding the Golden 81 Needles and carrying Buck's teachings, my path in traditional medicine stretched endlessly ahead.
I noticed the various stares directed toward Carol from those around us. He clearly needed to make his move, or his standing among Clearwater's elite would crumble.
Carol cleared his throat. "Phoebe, congratulations on earning our Traditional Medicine Department's first perfect score in an open class.
