Chapter 112

He looked every inch a con artist. Hazel gave Charles an awkward smile, tugged on Marsha's sleeve, and whispered, "Marsha, trust me, he's really that doctor." Even though he didn't quite fit the traditional image of a doctor, his medical expertise was unquestionable. Marsha's expression remained skeptical as she eyed Charles. How could someone so young not still be immersed in university studies? Yet here he was, working in the outpatient department and claiming to be a renowned international cardiothoracic surgeon. Charles paused his typing and looked up at Marsha, saying earnestly, "Ms. Newton, you might doubt my personality, but don't question my medical abilities." If they weren't in the outpatient department, he might have already started an argument. Previously, some patients doubted his skills, which led to disputes. These incidents were eventually reported to the hospital director. As luck would have it, the director was his father, Anthony Jennings, who had dis