The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 116: No Room for Error

As soon as she got out of the elevator, she heard Ryder Quinn and Julian Kingston shouting at each other—

"You’ve gone too far, haven’t you? Always talking about true love, which of your ex-girlfriends wasn’t true love?"

"You’re no better, perpetually single since birth, what do you know? Sudden infatuation, you’re blinded by lust and ditch friends, I think you should just let her go to me!"

"If you want me to let her go to you, ask my fist first!"

"Are you serious?"

"Of course!"

Seeing that the two of them were about to come to blows, Summer Monroe quickly spoke up, "This is a hospital, what do you think you’re doing?"

Julian Kingston and Ryder Quinn paused simultaneously and looked towards the elevator door.

Seeing Summer Monroe, both of them showed expressions of surprise.

"Summer, what brings you here?" Julian Kingston was the first to approach, with Ryder Quinn following closely behind.

Just as Summer was about to speak, Damian Knight spoke first: "She might have a treatment method, so I brought her to take a look. You two stop fooling around, if you’ve got nothing better to do, go home and sleep."

"We’re not idle! We’re very busy! Right, Aiden?"

Julian Kingston ignored Ryder Quinn completely and curiously asked Summer Monroe, "Can you treat psychological disorders?"

Summer Monroe modestly replied, "I just happen to know a bit about Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, so I came to try. Which room is the patient in?" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Isaac Ross pointed to the room on the right: "In there."

Summer Monroe stepped forward and walked towards it.

Isaac Ross, watching Summer’s back, took out his phone and dialed a number with a deep look in his eyes.

"Where are you? Come up to the thirteenth floor and see your patient immediately."

Damian Knight’s gaze fell on Isaac Ross, frowning as he asked, "Who did you call over?"

"His attending physician, a renowned psychology expert I finally managed to bring back from abroad, Dr. Jameson."

Damian Knight had heard a bit about Dr. Jameson, indeed a very authoritative expert, trained under the renowned William couple.

The William couple are globally renowned psychologists, so being trained by them is certainly impressive.

It’s just that...

"Summer is already looking at the patient, why call Dr. Jameson over?"

Isaac Ross shrugged and said, "I’m just worried she might not handle it well and end up harming the patient, so I’m having Dr. Jameson come to supervise! I’m telling you, this person is very important to us, we haven’t seen her medical skills yet, you can’t let your personal feelings interfere just because Summer is your friend, there can’t be any mistakes."

Damian Knight gave Isaac Ross a dark, unreadable look but said nothing, walking into the ward.

The others also followed into the ward.

In the ward.

Summer Monroe used the ancient Chinese practice of observation, listening, questioning, and pulse-taking to diagnose the man on the bed, who was emaciated to the bone.

"Unclear consciousness, wandering eyes, stagnant liver energy, disrupted dispersal, symptoms of fear, palpitations after I spoke... it’s indeed typical PTSD."

Julian Kingston and Ryder Quinn clapped admiringly: "Exactly! Miss Monroe, you are spot on!"

"I didn’t know you had this skill, Miss Monroe, truly impressive!"

Isaac Ross disapprovingly curled his lip; he’d already mentioned it was PTSD, and Summer Monroe was just repeating it, what’s the big deal?

At this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open.

"Dr. Jameson!" Isaac Ross quickly greeted the person coming in and said to Summer Monroe: "This is the internationally renowned psychology expert, Dr. Jameson. From the authority, trained under the William couple."

Upon hearing "William couple," Summer Monroe’s eyes flickered slightly.

Weren’t they her foster parents?