?<strong>Chapter 738:</strong>


    Upon hearing this from Belinda, Jillian erupted into fury once more. “Why isn’t it an option? You can’t even discern why my father is in pain yet refuse us to change physicians? I am going to file aint against you!”


    Belinda met Jillian’s re with calmposure, her expression unruffled. She said evenly, “Do you need me to exin how to file a formalint? You need to remember this before you file aint; I’m Dr. Belinda Wright, the attending physician in the Cardiac Surgery Department.” Jillian froze, momentarily caught off guard.


    Outside the room, family members who had been watching the scene exchanged nces, silently apuding Belinda’s bravery. Dr. Wright was so fearless!


    Jillian’s face flushed with anger. “You… Where’s your superior? I demand to speak to the director of this hospital!”


    She took a deep breath, visibly trying to steady herself, but before she could say more, a man’s firm voice cut through the tension.


    “I’m Caiden Rodgers, vice president of the Grand ins General Hospital. If there’s an issue, you can discuss it with me.”


    All heads turned as Caiden strode over confidently, his authoritative presencemanding attention.


    Jillian’s frown eased slightly at the sight of him. Her tone shifted, bing more measured. “Hello, Mr. Rodgers. Here’s the situation; my father has been experiencing persistent difort in his heart for days. But this Dr. Wright not only failed to diagnose the problem, she actually imed there was nothing wrong with him. Clearly, this shows her ipetence. She’s unable to find the issue, and we’re simply requesting a change of attending physician. Surely that’s not unreasonable?”


    Caiden’s sharp eyes narrowed slightly. It didn’t take him long to understand that Jillian was causing trouble on purpose. She had actually questioned Star’spetence? She had said Star’s medical skills weren’t good enough? That was absurd!


    With a smile, Caiden replied, “Please rest assured. All our doctors at the Grand ins General are top professionals in their fields. It’s simply not possible for anyone here tock medical expertise.”


    Jillian’s expression turned sour. Her brows furrowed tightly, and her voice sharpened. “What do you mean by that, Mr. Rodgers? Are you suggesting we’re just causing trouble for no reason?”


    Caiden raised his hands in a cating gesture, still smiling. “You misunderstood me. That’s not what I’m saying.”


    Of course, that was exactly what he meant, but he was far too tactful to say it outright.


    Caiden adjusted his tone and continued, “If your father is experiencing pain but our tests show no abnormalities, there’s only one logical exnation—his anxiety about the uing surgery is creating significant psychological stress, which manifests as physical difort. To address this, I’ll arrange for a psychologist to provide immediate counseling for the patient.” His exnation was factual; cases like this were not umon.


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