As Ethan Blake moved toward the ICU ward, Lillian Winters called out sharply,
“Ethan, think this through! Just because you know a bit of medicine doesn’t mean you can cure every disease. You don’t even have a license to practice—what if something goes wrong? Can you bear that responsibility?”
Lillian was a perceptive woman. Judging from the men standing protectively around Teresa Picardo, she could tell Teresa was someone powerful.
If Ethan failed—and that girl, Lora, died in the ward—those men wouldn’t let him walk out alive.
Teresa turned to look at Lillian. She remembered seeing this woman with Ethan the previous night.
“I trust Mr. Blake,” Teresa said firmly. “No matter what happens, I will take full responsibility. He will not be blamed.”
Last night, Teresa had witnessed Ethan p
