Chapter 229


    Alice followed him into the lobby, still worried. "Did you hear me, Kingsley?"


    "I did, Alice. Don''t worry." He knocked on the reception''s marble counter and told the receptionist,


    "We''re from Hill Crest Hospital. Here for the medical forum. Give us one luxury suite. Preferably with


    a mountain view."


    "One?" Alice blushed. She told the receptionist. "Don''t listen to him. Get us two rooms."


    The receptionist answered without missing a beat, "Just get one room. Most people who get two


    always leave one empty at night anyway."


    Alice was as red as an apple. "Don''t take this the wrong way. We''re not a couple."


    "To be honest, we receptionists have an eye for people." The receptionistughed. "I can tell who''s


    friends, who''s a couple, and who''s been married for years. Just get a room, you two."


    Kingsley wrapped his arm around Alice and gave the receptionist a thumbs up. "I''ll tell your


    manager to give you a raise."


    "Kingsley!" Alice tensed up on purpose. She was about to say something, but Kingsley whispered,


    "I''m just trying to keep you safe, Alice. What if Seth breaks into your room at night and tries to


    assault you? It''s dangerous."


    Alice pinched his waist. "You''re more dangerous than he is." She coldly told the receptionist. "Get


    us two rooms, or I''llin to the manager."


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    Alice looked aloof to begin with, and now she looked angry when her face fell. The receptionist


    stopped teasing them and gave them two key cards quickly. "Rooms 603 and 604. These are your


    cards."


    It was already almost eight, and most of the forum participants were here. They had their own


    luggage in tow, and all of them were in line to check in. The older doctors smiled knowingly when


    they heard Alice and Kingsley''s conversation. Ah, to be young. The younger doctors pouted,


    thinking that Kingsley was punching above his weight.


    Just then, the doors of the elevator beside them opened, and Seth arrogantly said, "You have to


    help me, sir! I think he broke my spine! It still hurts!"


    Seth and an old man walked out of the elevator. The old man was in an expensive suit, and his gray


    hair was neatlybed back. He obviously took care of himself well, and he looked a little strict.


    This man was the most famous cardiology PhD tutor in Cleapolis—Tristan Zinkleigh.


    He wanted to help Seth out for two reasons. One, Seth was his student. Two, Seth was his future


    son-inw. His daughter was ugly and morbidly obese. Seth was the only one among the short list


    of candidates who was worthy enough for his daughter, or at least that was what he thought. He


    decided to stoop lower and help him out. "That''s him!" Seth pointed at Kingsley. "He hurled that


    luggage at me! You have to tell him off, sir!"


    Tristan put his hands behind his back and put on an arrogant front. "That was rude of you, young


    man. Don''t you know that he''s my student?"


    Kingsley cocked his eyebrow. "And who the f*ck are you, geezer?"


    The crowd exploded into a heated discussion at once. Everyone here knew who Tristan was. The


    forum had been held for many years, and Tristan was one of the most esteemed guests every time.


    They could not believe a young man just called Tristan a geezer. It was rude and uncouth. Everyone


    in Cleapolis'' medical field is gonna boycott him at this rate.


    Tristan looked furious, and some among the crowd noticed and came to the old man''s defense.


    "I''ve never seen you, kid. Where do youe from? Did you sneak in?"


    "You can''t call Mr. Zinkleigh an old geezer, kid! Apologize now!"


    "You''re here with your teacher, aren''t you? You''re too young toe alone. Who''s your mentor?"


    Everyone was attacking Kingsley just so they could get in Tristan''s good books.