Airport.
Two tall and straight men stood there, attracting the girls around them just by standing there.
If it weren't for the man wearing glasses who exuded a cold and unapproachable aura, they would have already pounced on him to ask for his WhatsApp number.
"The mayor of F City is having a complicated surgery, and the authoritative doctors there are at a loss."
"But those doctors can't be compared with you. You got this without a doubt."
Claud Stuart took off his white gown from the hospital, and changed into a showy floral shirt, black dress pants, and exquisite leather shoes.
His entire body emitted a hormonally charged, flirtatious scent, like a flashy peacock.
After listening for a while, Blake noticed Claud hadn't finished speaking and a chill arose in his eyes under his glasses, "Do you not want to go back to work at the hospital?"
He keeps wasting time, procrastinating, clearly, he is not enthusiastic about his work.
