Rebirth Into My Second Chance

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Stepping out into the chilled morning air, | overheard the nurses chatting animatedly. "Dr. Hilton's been straight

onto the operating table since dawn. Two surgeries back-to-back. They don't call him the 'Miracle Doctor" for

nothing. No one can snatch a life from his skilled hands." "Absolutely. And today's pile-up was horrific. | heard the

Goodwin family's darling, the jewel of their family, got caught up in it, too."

Curious, | edged closer.

"Surface wounds, but her boyfriend seemed super stressed. Oh, right, her boyfriend's the guy who was looking

for Dr. Floyd last week."

"So, the Goodwin's ballet prodigy, who treated us to coffee the other day, is dating that legal eagle? Talk about a

power couple. A dance sensation and a courtroom genius."

"Dr. Floyd has ssolid connections. No wonder she can swagger around Dr. Hilton like she owns the place."

| looked down at my scuffed shoes, contrasting the high flyers they discussed. | had no influential backing for

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me, just a precarious existence.

Arriving at the ward with them, they finally noticed my presence, greetingwith a nod, which I returned softly.

Peering briefly at Claude and Kate inside the room, they soon moved on, their gossip session over.

| remained outside, hands buried in my lab coat pockets, watching through the glass door. Claude was carefully

tending to Kate's wounds, his gentle touch making her seem even more precious. It was a sharp contrast to the

routine treatment | received the previous night, even though | was also hurt.

"Claude, isn't Mrs. Hart visiting you and Claire at htoday? Maybe you should take Claire back. I'll be fine

here," Kate suggested, pausing Claude's ministrations.

"It's okay. I'll talk to Mom. You wouldn't be here if it weren't for Claire's reckless adventure yesterday. Thankfully,

it's just sscratches," Claude reassured her. Kate bit her lip, silent. Was her concern genuine or just an act?

| was about to knock when Max appeared behind me, gripping my wrist. "Looking for more trouble?"

| stared back, puzzled by his

intervention, but instead of waiting for an answer, he pulledback down the corridor toward his office, which

drew curious glances from

the nursing staff.

| tried to wriggle free, but his grip was firm. Was he this desperate to keepaway from Claude and the others?

"I've been on my feet too long in

surgery. Helpwith a new

dressing, Max finally said, a hint of

amusement in his voice, as if the

request was the most natural thing in the world. en

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"Dr. Hilton, you do live up to your nickname, don't you? Lie down. Wounded, you still performed surgeries

‘quipped, helping him

remove his coat and shirt while et

professionalism was battling with the awkwardness. If | werena doctor tasked with changing his dressing, I'd feel

like | was taking

advantage of him.

As | unbuttoned his shirt, | subconsciously checked the hem but saw no initials. It looked like the Room 6088 |

was talking about wasn't the sRoom 6088 he was referring to. After replacing the dressing, | packed all the

used materials in a black bag to dispose of them discreetly.

"You got feelings for Claude?" Fastening his cuffs, Max paused, a slight tilt to his head as he asked, the air

charged with unspoken thoughts.

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