"I'm fine," Ysabella said, shaking her head. However, her furrowed brows indicated that something was bothering her.When Lorenzo left, he quickly glanced at something outside the window. Ysabella followed his eyes and saw a fleeting shadow by the opposite window. Her suspicion had been confirmed. Someone was spying on her.She wanted to report to Linden that there was a peeping tom in the hospital. But for some reason, she was worried about the peeping tom instead. Maybe she was just overthinking. It could just be a patient taking a stroll."Ysabella?" asked Linden, concerned, when he saw her odd behavior. Shock, perhaps?"I'm fine, Dr. Linden. I'm a bit tired now. I can't possibly accept your expensive fruit as a gift. Please take them back." Ysabella didn't want to face Linden and went under the blanket.Linden smiled wryly. It was true that Ysabella would get tired after he spent some time with her. But in the past few days, she had been using it as an excuse to get him

What? Lorenzo's senses caught up to him after a long while. He had never expected a miracle healer like Tyrone to put up a good fight against a gang of thugs. Tyrone had also been capable of eliminating their ringleader right away. That wasn't something an ordinary person could do.Lorenzo figured that he shouldn't stay there and headed home. Fortunately, what Tyrone said was right. The ruckus had indeed drawn the guards' attention. His neighbors also came out to check on the surroundings. His family had a small scare, but nothing more than that.Meanwhile, inside Stillmond Hospital, Linden poured one out for himself. As a doctor, he wasn't allowed to drink in the hospital. However, he was in a great mood.Outside, he was the rich heir of a famous company. Here at Stillmond Hospital, he was a reputable psychiatrist. He commanded everyone's attention and respect. That said, one ignorant fool had interrupted his fun session with Ysabella today. On top of that, the fool had h

Ignoring the approaching Linden, Tyrone crooned at Ysabella, who hid behind him like a kitten. "Ysabella, he isolated you in this ward. You know what he's after, don't you?"Then, he turned to Linden. "As a doctor, you spend more time flirting with your patients than treating them. You shouldn't work in Stillmond."Linden scorned, "Complain all you want once you're dead. Eat this!"Linden threw a quick punch. "Watch out, Tyrone!" shouted Ysabella. The fist tore through the air at breakneck speed. If Tyrone was hit, he would need to be hospitalized for a month. However, Tyrone was smirking. Just now, in the heat of the moment, Ysabella had called out his name.He raised his arm and caught Linden's fist effortlessly. "A soft punch like this is no threat."Soft? Linden was shocked. He was a black belt in taekwondo. How could Tyrone possibly grab his fist that easily? Frustrated, Linden tried to withdraw his arm. But he couldn't. It was glued to Tyrone."You asked for this!"

The ID card was authentic. Hugh flipped it a few times to check it before returning it to Tyrone."You know you're lending credibility to Linden's claim, right?" said Hugh with a befuddled expression. Things were getting confusing. Tyrone had had a way to clear his name, but he had decided against it. Hugh wondered what would happen next."It can't be!" Ysabella rushed over and snatched Tyrone's ID card.The photo was Tyrone, alright. But the details were all wrong. How could this be? Had she mistaken him for someone else? But she was so sure that he was Tyrone. His voice, his gestures, and his warmth were so familiar."Come on. Are you so smitten that you would claim me as your husband the first time we met?" teased Tyrone as he caressed Ysabella's jaw.Ysabella looked at Tyrone without saying a thing. She didn't swat his hand away or slap him for his cheekiness. Tears rolled down her cheek.In the end, it had all been wishful thinking.Just like all the false hopes Tyron

After a brief silence, Tanner sniggered. If he had always followed what destiny had in store for him, he wouldn't be in his current position. He would master the art of acupuncture, regardless of whatever plan destiny had for him."Tyrone, are you sure you won't share your knowledge with me?"Tyrone shook his head."This will be your downfall."Ultimately, what stopped Tyrone from teaching Tanner was the latter's vanity. Tanner would go to extreme lengths to obtain knowledge. People like him would misuse the knowledge instead of helping others with it.Tyrone pressed on, "Dr. Tanner, as technology blossoms, the limitations of acupuncture will continue to grow. Eventually, it will become obsolete. Why don't you seek another alternative?"While the true art of acupuncture could be enticing, it wasn't worth a lifetime of pursuit."Who are you to tell me what to do?" Tanner bore a menacing look. "Ever since I saw Bernard with his needles, I have dreamed of him. I aspire to be