Chapter 1447


    Someone had gone to check on Hertha, so there was no rush for Thssa now. She could take her


    time resolving Dr. Funke''s issue before heading to the hospital.


    After hanging up the call, Thssa walked back to the entrance where Dr. Funke stood waiting. "I


    mentioned yesterday that I''d rmend someone disciplined and quick to learn as your


    apprentice. Lydia isn''t just self-controlled. She also follows the rules to a tee and learns fast. She


    checks all the boxes," she said with a hint of pride.


    It was Thssa''s way of saying she kept her promise. She really had found a suitable apprentice


    for Dr. Funke.


    "Ha, I doubt many can endure such a tough mentor," Lydia quipped, giving Dr. Funke a sidelong


    nce with a light chuckle.


    "Don''t go iming mentors left and right. I''m not your mentor yet," Dr. Funke retorted with a bit of a


    snarl.


    "As for you," Lydia snorted derisively, "a doctor who''s all about the bottom line, nitpicking and


    intimidating. Treating patients with threats? I''d never stoop to acknowledge someone like you as my


    mentor!"


    "Lydia, don''t speak to Dr. Funke like that." Thssa interjected, seeing the argument between Lydia


    and Dr. Funke escte. She was a bundle of nerves, worried that Lydia''s words would provoke Dr.


    Funke into outright refusing to treat Lysander. She feared nothing more than Lysander missing his


    timely chance for treatment.


    If swallowing her pride and groveling could secure Dr. Funke''s services for Lysander, she''d do it


    without a second thought.


    Thssa was on edge, anxious not to botch this apprenticeship arrangement.


    Suddenly, Dr. Funke erupted into heartyughter. Hisughter tensed Thssa further, her nerves


    taut as she looked at him, filled with trepidation.


    Lydia was equally puzzled, and she asked, "What''s so funny, old man?"


    After his chuckles subsided, Dr. Funke regarded Lydia with an appreciative gaze.


    Yes, appreciation.


    "In all my years of practice, no one''s dared to call me out directly. That''s right, I''m all about the gains


    and can be a real piece of work. Still, those who beg for my services never breathe a word against


    me, only ttery and sycophancy. You, on the other hand, are refreshingly blunt, calling out my


    faults right off the bat. Aren''t you afraid I''ll just walk away and refuse to treat your friend''s husband?"


    Dr. Funke was actually admitting his ws. Instead of getting angry at Lydia''s usations, he


    seemed genuinely amused now.


    Thssa was baffled, unable toprehend Dr. Funke''s change of attitude.


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    Lydia paused, and then, realizing he was serious, she said, "If deep down, you never intended to


    treat my friend''s husband, no amount of fawning would make you agree. And even if you did, you


    wouldn''t give it your all. A half-hearted doctor is worse than none at all. If you were truly inclined to


    help, you wouldn''t make it so difficult. So, does it really matter whether or not I offend you?"


    "You do have a point," Dr. Funke conceded with a smile.


    Thssa was at a loss.


    Had Dr. Funke never intended to treat Lysander from the start?


    Thssa felt as if a cloud had settled over her, her spirits as damp as a heavy fog.


    "You old coot, that''s just dirty y! Thssa, let''s get out of here!" Lydia grabbed Thssa''s arm,


    ready to storm off.


    "And where do you think you''re going? Weren''t you here to ask for apprenticeship? Why note


    in?" Dr. Funke''s voice suddenly called out.