Gnashing his teeth, Brendan tightly squeezed his palms until his veins bulged. He didn't know what to do next, but he knew one thing for certain—Sterling could no longer exist.

Deirdre had no idea how long she had been asleep. When she woke up groggily, she saw a figure on the balcony.

Rubbing her eyes, she got up and heard Brendan talking on the phone.

"Where is that professor from the ophthalmology department? Where did he go? Even if he is furthering his studies, he will come back someday. This surgery is not a surgery that only Sterling can perform.

"Figure out a way to contact him immediately and give him whatever he wants, as long as he comes back as soon as possible and performs surgery on Deirdre."

Deirdre's mind went blank for a moment. When Brendan hung up the phone and entered the room with a cold face, she only recovered to her senses and clutched the blanket.

"You want to replace Sterry?"

Brendan was annoyed by the way Deirdre called Sterling. Suppressing his anger,