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Chapter 92: What You Can't Cure, I Can
Author: Enigma Stone
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Geoffrey Harris’s booming voice silenced the room. He had been in academia for decades and had served as principal at various institutions. Most universities’ medical schools operated in harmony, but Nova University’s medical departments seemed to thrive on conflict, with arguments escalating into physical altercations at times.

It was a situation so absurd that it was hard to believe this was the highest medical institution in the empire.

Once the room settled, Geoffrey Harris looked around. His authority commanded respect, and the professors and lecturers quieted down.

"Mr. Harris, I have a question," Lincoln Myers said, his expression still stormy.

"Go ahead," Geoffrey Harris replied casually.

"This Joseph—are you sure he’s not your relative?" Lincoln pressed, his skepticism unabated. Joseph’s youth made it impossible for him to believe in the young man’s qualifications.

"Listen to him! He’s still doubting you, Mr. Harris. He’s questioning your integrity!" Leonard Sanchez chi
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