A Full Exposé of the Hospital's Fellow Cultivators

The Full Exposé of the Hospital's Fellow Cultivators

Medical Center.

"Dr. Duncan..."

Under Dr. Bailey's guidance, Mark Sloan ultimately went to Adam.

He had no choice.

The suicide of the Black intern from the neighboring department was currently at the center of a storm. As someone working at a Teaching Hospital, how could he dare let another group incident escalate further? He could only hope to keep major issues small and minor issues nonexistent.

But the result was that his character was simply too poor, and no one paid him any attention.

The nurses who had slept with him had also made up their minds to use this chance to give him hell.

He had no choice but to admit defeat.

"I can help, but I hope you won't mind my methods."

Adam had heard a little about it as well. After listening to Mark Sloan's awkward explanation, he did not refuse, merely smiling as he gave him a reminder.

"As long as I can operate again, why would I care about the method?"

Mark Sloan said with a bitter smile.

"Okay."

Adam nodded. "I understand."

"Thank you."

Seeing how readily Adam agreed, Mark Sloan could not help saying, "Dr. Bailey was right. I was wrong before. I could have been your friend from the beginning."

"It's fine."

Adam glanced at him and smiled. "We're all colleagues. The most important thing is to respect one another and do a better job treating patients and saving lives. Sloan, when your medical skills meet a patient who truly needs them, changing that person's life isn't much less meaningful than saving it."

"If you come across any rare cases in the future, you're welcome to join in anytime," Mark Sloan said sincerely.

"Definitely!"

Naturally, Adam would not refuse.

After Mark Sloan left, Adam