“Why should I go to Mercy Hospital?" Mitchel countered.

“Mercy Hospital boasts the nation's leading medical team and state-of-the-art equipment. Wouldn't it be more convenient to work there, alongside a superior team and abundant resources?" Ariana inquired, secretly pondering the fact that many individuals yearned for the opportunity to join Mercy Hospital.

However, Mitchel merely responded nonchalantly, “If Mercy Hospital's medical team were beneficial, this surgery would have nothing to do with me."

Ariana was completely perplexed by his statement. How could Mercy Hospital, renowned for its top-tier team, be useless?

Mitchel, sensing her confusion, cast a glance her way and elaborated, "Mercy Hospital may have a skilled team, but their patient pool is limited to the wealthy and noble. They deal with only a few cases, lacking in research value."

Suddenly, everything seemed to fall into place. Despite the hospital's impressive capabilities, they primarily treated straightforward ailments, with a scarcity of complex and challenging conditions. It appeared Mitchel had a valid reason to bypass Mercy Hospital.

Ariana nodded, feeling a glimmer of understanding.

Yet, in the back of her mind, she pondered Theodore's situation. If his condition proved intricate, could she request Mitchel to assess him?

But then again, they were clueless about the purpose of Theodore's medication, let alone its treatment.

A sense of melancholy washed over Ariana as she contemplated the dilemma. Unexpectedly, Mitchel interjected, “If you want answers about that medication, consider approaching the influential figures behind Mercy Hospital.”

“Ah? What do you mean?" Ariana momentarily froze, failing to grasp whom he was referring to. lolden from the BRD Group. You know him, right?" Mitchel revealed, “He's the one you can directly ask. Since Mercy Hospital falls under his industry, he must possess insights into their internal research."

His words echoed in Ariana's mind, stirring up a familiar but enigmatic feeling she had experienced upon encountering Holden at the hotel.

Yet, she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Recalling that moment, a disconcerting mix of recognition and detachment enveloped her, leaving her unsettled.

That night, upon returning home, she had contemplated confronting Holden about their encounter at the banquet. Additionally, she desired an explanation for his persistent use of a mask despite Debora's assurance of his unmarred face.

She had even drafted a message in the chat box, but after a brief hesitation, she deleted it all.

Who was she to question him? What right or standing did she possess?

Ariana sighed, her thoughts swirling as she thought about Mitchel's suggestion. Perhaps her connection with Holden wasn't as substantial as she had assumed. Would it be appropriate for her to inquire him about the internal affairs of his company?

As Ariana pushed the thought aside and continued her conversation with Mitchel, the night grew late and they decided to leave the restaurant.

Sarah was inebriated, and although Mitchel had indulged in some drinks, he remained relatively sober. Then, Ariana decided to take a cab.

Mitchel helped Ariana in supporting the intoxicated Sarah. The three waited for a cab outside. When Ariana reached for her bag, she was surprised to find it was not with her.