The Billionaire's Regret: His Secret Wife Turned Medical Genius novel Chapter 123

Emily turned to Jonathan. "Dr. Lancaster, take two attending physicians to the main lobby and start triaging all routine follow-ups and mild cases," she calmly said. "Send every complex case to my exam room. Let everyone know that I'm keeping my slot open until 8:00 pm."

A flicker of reluctance crossed Jonathan's eyes, but under Emily's piercing gaze, he could only nod. "Understood, Dr. Sterling."

For the next three days, Emily might as well have been bolted to her chair.

By the time she walked the last patient out, night had already fallen outside.

She pressed her aching temples and got up to pour herself a glass of water. But just as she took a step, she felt the room spin, and her legs gave out beneath her.

...

On the top floor of Holton Corp, Roman remained quiet as Gabriel's expression grew darker by the second.

The security footage still showed a crowd lined up outside Emily's exam room.

"She hasn't been home in three days," Gabriel coldly said. "I wanted her to realize she couldn't live without me, not work herself into the ground." He yanked at his tie, agitation breaking through. "I can't even get near her. What is this?"

"I'll take care of it," Roman quickly said, bowing his head.

"Use your brain," Gabriel snapped. "No more stupid ideas."

...

When Emily opened her eyes again, the soft light of the on-call room glowed overhead. Someone had thrown a thin blanket over her too.

"Dr. Sterling, you're awake!" a nurse exclaimed, clearly relieved.

Emily pushed herself up on an elbow. But soon, a familiar burn flared in her stomach, and her brow furrowed.

Mallory swept into the office with two coffees, looking baffled. "This is nuts. Yesterday, people were ready to riot for a slot with you. But today, half of them are gone."

She handed over her phone. "Check the hospital site."

The homepage banner carried a notice that read, "To reduce wait times, we've invited visiting cardiothoracic specialists, Dr. Daniel Reeves from Lusmith Hospital and Dr. Marcus Ellison from Alden Hospital, for a one-month clinic rotation..."

Below that, a newly updated registration system introduced a critical-care priority lane and online pre-screening, ensuring more accurate patient triage from the outset.

It was precise and efficient—well beyond what the hospital admin could have approved and launched so quickly.

Emily didn't need to guess who was behind it. This time, Gabriel had helped without pushing her.

Suddenly, Emily felt an unfamiliar emotion settling in her chest. It was a feeling she couldn't quite name.