After her confession, Francesca's face turned bright red as she huffed and walked into the hospital ahead of Andrew.
"Fran, are you saying you have someone special?" Andrew asked as he caught up with her.
Francesca replied seriously, "Dr. Lloyd, we're at work now. Please refrain from asking personal questions in the hospital."
"As you wish, Dr. Aicker," Andrew smiled with a playful bow.
The morning passed quickly as Andrew saw a few scheduled patients. During a lull, Bernard, who had been absent for a while, approached him with a fake smile.
"Dr. Lloyd, I hear you're doing quite well lately. Congratulations!"
"It's nothing special—just slightly better than your situation," Andrew replied with a smirk.
Bernard's face darkened instantly. "Andrew, pride comes before a fall. You're so young to be promoted to deputy chief—I worry you'll lose control, and everything will come crashing down."
"No need for your concern, Dr. Hackett," Andrew said with a slight smile. "By the way
