Chapter 1720 A Doctor's Job

Nigel understood the implication. They would pin everything on him if he didn't leave, framing it as a medical malpractice case. Taking a deep breath, he replied, "Alright, I'll go home and rest." Lennon finally looked satisfied and walked out of the room. However, he didn't leave right away. Instead, he went to the decontamination chamber, thoroughly disinfected himself from head to toe, and passed through two more sterilization stations before stepping out. Even the clothes he had worn earlier were discarded. "Burn them," Lennon instructed, narrowing his eyes as he wiped his hands with a wet wipe. "What a stubborn fool. I had to waste so much time talking to him. What if he infected me?" A fellow doctor standing beside him reassured him, "Don't worry, Mr. Haroth. Your protective suit is the highest grade available. You'll be fine." Lennon smiled with satisfaction. "We're all colleagues. If Nigel had half your sense, he'd have been promoted ages ago. But no, he's a blockhead. Ho