"Alright, I have other patients, so I'll be going now." Chen Yu nodded to the group, called over William and Lexi, and left the treatment room, giving them some space.
The rest of the group could only look at each other, dumbfounded.
"That's it?" Stevenson, who had been silently accompanying them the whole time without saying much, couldn't help but speak up now.
An issue that felt as serious as the sky falling was, in Chen Yu's hands, dealt with so casually, almost anticlimactically.
It wasn't that he wasn't taking it seriously. After several interactions, Stevenson had gotten to know Chen Yu and understood that he was extremely responsible with his patients. He wouldn't act like this otherwise.
"Ted, don't overthink it. Trust me, Doctor Chen's medical skills are the best, and he's our best option right now." Nearby, seeing Beckham's father frowning with an uneasy expression, Ferguson cleared his throat and took the initiative to explain on Chen Yu's behalf.
