Medical Center.
Dr. Burke did not share Zhang Dapao's circumstances or state of mind, so naturally, he could not understand the outcome of being left at the altar.
After Cristina had drawn blood with a knife and then overheard Adam and Burke's conversation next door, the resentment and anger in her heart had already faded.
They truly loved each other.
That was beyond doubt.
As for Cristina being drawn to experts, which was why she had ended up with Dr. Burke—
That was merely how it began.
Speaking of experts, the professor she had once lived with for three years was known for having the greatest achievements in modern Cardiothoracic Surgery.
He was someone even Dr. Burke had to look up to.
That man had wanted to marry Cristina long ago.
Yet Cristina had not agreed.
This was just a small bump before the wedding.
Once everything had been laid bare, the groom and bride returned to the wedding venue one after the other, accompanied by the best man and bridesmaid.
Meredith drew Cristina a fake eyebrow.
If Adam had done it, he certainly could have made it identical, perhaps even better.
But on second thought, forget it.
Adam was willing to support Cristina, sure.
But she did not get to enjoy that particular pleasure of having her brows painted, with all its special meaning.
"Beep beep, beep beep."
Adam had just taken his seat at the wedding when his pager went off.
He picked it up, took one look, and did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Adam smiled at Dr. Burke, then walked into the bride's changing room under everyone's watchful eyes.
"What's going on?"
Adam teased, "The bride's entrance music is about to start, and you called me in now. Even in a novel... who are