"This Professor Wilson is indeed the teacher I’ve been searching for," Zasit finally admitted under the barrage of questions."But I must say, I was quite surprised to learn that he’s actually a doctor, not a music professor.""He once told me that music was just a hobby for him—and he wasn’t lying."The crowd buzzed with astonishment at Zasit’s declaration."The musical genius Mr. Zasit spoke of... turns out to be a doctor.""No wonder we couldn’t find him in any of Nova City’s music academies. It all makes sense now—he’s not a music professor at all.""So you’re saying that this Professor Wilson had no formal musical training? And yet, Mr. Zasit considers him a genius? That’s unbelievable.""…"The reporters erupted in murmurs."My god, Mr. Zasit confirmed it himself.""Professor Wilson is a musical prodigy? How did we never notice?""How could we? A man as exceptional as Professor Wilson surely has many hidden talents.""…"The students, too, were stunned. None of them had ever ima

"Uh, I don't hold my liquor very well," Joseph said, feeling a little overwhelmed by the enthusiastic crowd surrounding him."Professor Wilson, don’t worry—we’re not here to judge. Just drink what you can manage," Zasit said with a grin, trying to reassure him."But I was planning to drive home," Joseph protested."Let my assistant drive your car back for you," Zasit offered casually."Alright then..." Joseph sighed, left with no real choice but to agree.As soon as they entered the private dining room, Joseph noticed several bottles of red wine lining the table. From the looks of them, none were cheap.Clearly, there was no getting out of drinking tonight."Professor Wilson, allow me to offer you a toast. Let’s talk music while we drink," Zasit said warmly. "As you folks say in Elysian, I’ll down mine—you drink as you please."With that, he drained his glass in one go.Seeing this, Joseph followed suit and emptied his own.The room was unlike any typical private suite—it was music-th

"Not bad."Under Mason Alvarez's persistent questioning, Joseph could only offer a vague answer."Not bad means it's actually pretty good. A man never says everything out loud."Mason Alvarez grinned slyly, as if she'd seen right through Joseph."Something like that," Joseph replied, helplessly brushing her off."Mr. Wilson, you've been married for three years. Didn't you ever think about sleeping with her? What a waste. I feel sorry for you," Mason said with a teasing smile."Going against a woman's will is illegal," Joseph retorted, rolling his eyes at her."Oh really? Then why are you always going against my will?" Mason pouted, a hint of grievance in her voice."And what exactly is your will? Tell me, maybe I’ll fulfill it right now. After all, violating a woman's will is illegal," Joseph said, looking straight at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes.Mason opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out. Just thinking about her true "will" made her cheeks fl

"I think that’s a great idea. I was actually planning something similar myself," Joseph replied immediately."Then, Mr. Wilson, can you come over tomorrow at ten? Same place—the old pharmacy. Grandpa said you could pick up some medical tools and commonly used herbs and medicines there.""After we get your medical kit sorted out, we’ll head to my place to pick up the needles, grab a quick meal, and then go together to visit Mrs. Rogers.""How does that sound?" Lindsay Anderson asked again."Sounds good. You’ve planned everything so thoroughly—thank you," Joseph replied, genuinely appreciative. After spending so much time with her, he had come to recognize Lindsay’s potential. Her talent and diligence in medicine spoke for themselves.Though a bit shy, she was clever and meticulous in both thought and action."Mr. Wilson, you’re too kind. I should be the one thanking you for letting me tag along."

"Of course you said it. If you hadn’t, who would have dared to do something like that?" Secretary Reyes replied with a flattering smile."Alright, alright, just go ahead with it. Let’s get back to the real issue," Clifford Collins waved his hand dismissively."Understood," Reyes nodded obediently."Oh, and about the social security and housing fund—since we can't actually register the dog for those, just transfer the equivalent amount, along with its salary, directly into my account," Collins added casually.No one in the room reacted much to their exchange. They had grown used to this kind of thing."Back to the matter of performance. This internship program at Nova University—how exactly are they running it?" Collins frowned, tapping his chin thoughtfully. "If our patient numbers keep dropping, the profits we rake in here at Havencrest Medical Center will take a serious hit.""So, does anyone have any suggestions?""Dean, they’re taking students out for practical training. We can’t