Feeling the gazes around her, Ellie Doyle didn't mind.
After all, she had grown accustomed to such stares when she was abroad.
Ellie wasn't bothered, but Hugo Hayes wouldn't turn a blind eye.
His gaze coldly swept over the few specialists who were discussing the most heatedly, "You, come with me."
After Hugo Hayes's words fell.
The discussions in the hall instantly dwindled to Zero.
In the ensuing silence, the specialists who had been called out were now feeling a bit guilty.
One spoke up awkwardly, "Mr. Hayes, I've already examined that patient's condition, and I'm truly at my wits' end with the diseases. Perhaps it's best if I don't disturb Professor Doyle in her treatment?"
"Yes, Mr. Hayes, I think it's better we don't interfere."
As their words fell, Hugo Hayes's gaze grew even colder, "The same words, I don't like to repeat them."
He wasn't negotiating with them; it was an absolute command.