Chapter 51
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Zen's realization hit him hard. He turned back to the distressed woman. “It looks like your son was transferred to the traditional medicine department, but they weren’t informed properly. There was a breakdown in communication.”

The woman’s frustration boiled over. “How could this happen? I was assured he’d be taken care of. Now it seems like no one even knows he’s here!”

Tasha stepped in, trying to mediate. “If the transfer was made, the traditional medicine department wasn’t notified. We’re working on fixing this.”

The woman’s face flushed with anger. “This is outrageous! I demand to speak to the head of the hospital immediately!”

Zen glanced over to see Sonia standing behind the woman, leaning casually against the doorframe, a grin on her face.

Zen walked over to Sonia, his frustration evident. “Sonia, why are you standing there grinning? This is a serious issue. Why are you finding this amusing? Don’t tell me this is your doing?”

Sonia straightened, her smile fading. “Hey, I might
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