Meanwhile, Bryan tried to pull his phone out with his shaky limbs. He looked like he wanted to call someone, but both his hands were shaking too badly; he couldn’t even hold the phone up. Christopher was amused by the sight of this, and he let out a slight chuckle before he spoke. “Tell me who you’d like to call. I’ll help you to get that person over,” Christopher said. He was curious to find out who Bryan wanted to contact. Bryan felt completely drowned by his shame and regret at that point. Why was I so fierce toward him earlier? I should have called someone over before teaching Christopher a lesson. Now, I’m never going to get my front teeth to look the same again. “Call the Director of Internal Medicine to come here now. You’re dead meat once he’s here!” For some reason, Bryan felt a surge of courage within him before he spoke. This courage was what drove him to speak his mind. Furthermore, the Director of Internal Medicine had received a good number of funds from Bryan in the past, so Bryan was certain that Christopher would be overpowered once the Director of Internal Medicine arrived. The Director of Internal Medicine? Christopher understood that the neurology department was merely one of the departments that fell under internal medicine, so he quickly figured that the director had to be more powerful than Bryan. In other words, Bryan was nothing but a subordinate to the director he was asking for. A delighted smirk found its way onto Christopher’s lips. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure that you get to meet the Director of Internal Medicine.” Bryan reacted to Christopher’s words with a look of disdain on his face. No one would be able to get the director to go anywhere if they didn’t provide the director with some benefits every now and then. Even the previous general manager of the hospital didn’t know about these things. This b*stard is now telling me that he’s going to call the director over. Isn’t that the biggest joke of the century? He’s dressed like a beggar, and it’s clear that he has no relationship with the director. I wouldn’t have provoked him if he looked like a rich man anyway. Bryan glared at Christopher as those thoughts crossed his mind. Just you wait, b*stard. You have no idea where you stand. How could you even suggest calling the director over? Only a child would utter such words! But I guess it’s no surprise since you’re all brawns and no brains. A while later, a skinny man who looked like he was in his forties showed up in the neurological department. John wore a pair of glasses and a green shirt, and he looked somewhat flustered as he was looking left and right in search of something. Although John had asked Harold to briefly describe how Christopher looked earlier, John was still unable to identify Christopher in the crowd of people. “Can I know which one of you is the dean? Mr. Yard?”Bryan was stunned to hear what John said. What? The only people here are the patients and the doctors, right? I’m the Head of the Neurological Department. There’s no one else who’s more qualified here! Well, of course, there’s also this man in his tattered clothes who looks like he’s completely disconnected from the world. Wait—could he be the new dean? Upon that thought, Bryan shook his head at the possibility of such a hilarious outcome. He couldn’t stop himself from snorting. How is that possible? All of the deans in hospitals are at least 40 years old. How did I even come up with such a comical thought? “What are you laughing at, Bryan? I’m asking you where the dean is, Mr. Yard!” John’s voice turned cold when he realized that Bryan was giggling and disrespecting him while he was asking a serious question. A chill ran down Bryan’s spine when he heard John’s words. “N-No, that’s not it, Mr. Myers. This guy here just called you an idiot. I only snorted because I thought of how rude and uncultured this man was! He doesn’t respect you at all!” Bryan sent Christopher a glare once he finished his sentence. The general manager’s here. I’d like to see if he trusts an outsider like you or the head of the department like me, Bryan thought. Initially, Christopher seemed shocked by the way Bryan had just turned things around. However, he quickly put on a mocking smile before he crossed his arms in front of him and stood quietly by the side. Interesting. Bryan might be the most interesting person I’ve met in a while. He’s even trying to frame me, huh? Tsk. I guess I should just allow things to develop from this point onward. After hearing what Bryan had said, many of the patients also agreed with his words. How rude! they thought. Apart from that, they also altered their perceptions toward the Head of the Neurological Department—they had no idea that he was such a righteous man. Even John’s expression turned ugly after he heard what Bryan had said. I just shifted from my position as the dean into the general manager, and are people cursing me about this already? No one would have been able to tolerate such an event! “I’ve never met you in the past, young man. Can I know why you’re acting so scornfully toward me?” John was close to losing his temper and getting his men to deal with the disheveled young man in front of him, but a part of his brain felt like it was struck by lightning as he recalled the incident that happened with Cameron. Cameron and his partner had said some nasty things that shouldn’t have been said, and that was how he lost his job as the general manager. John felt especially threatened since he was in the same position then. Once John calmed himself down, he took a good look at the shabby man in front of him. He quickly knitted his brows when he realized that the man seemed rather fitting with the description of the new dean that his boss had provided him. Could this man be the new dean that Harold had been talking about? Christopher wasn’t enraged by John’s words either. Instead, he gave John a calm stare. “Mr. Myers, I didn’t call you an idiot at all. Your subordinate was the one who said such a thing.” John felt his entire body stiffening after he heard Christopher’s voice. I-Isn’t this the voice that I heard on the phone earlier? He sounds exactly like the dean! Previously, John’s boss had given him strict orders to adhere to all of the dean’s needs. If anyone insulted or fought against the dean, that person would have to be kicked out of the hospital. This rule applied to all individuals who worked in the building. The boss hadn’t managed to put out pictures of the dean due to the limited time they had, but the boss had made sure to update all of the heads of departments and vice department leaders in Crest Hospital. John was receptive to his boss’s words, and he knew that he couldn’t do anything even if the dean had actually called him an idiot. If he really did such a thing, I’d have to accept his words! That’s right; I would have to admit that I am an idiot! Everyone could tell that the boss truly valued Christopher’s role within the hospital. General managers typically held the most power within private hospitals, but these roles were switched after Christopher’s arrival—their dean was now the one who had more power. John’s face darkened when he realized that he had nearly gotten into a fight with the dean because of Bryan’s foolish words. F*ck. Are you trying to ruin me, Bryan? With that thought, John turned toward Bryan before sending him a cold, hateful glare.