After Prison I Rushed into Marriage with a Comatose Tycoon-Chapter 111: Vivian Forrest

For some reason, Erik Irvine felt it was highly likely.

The Ghost Doctor was known for being unpredictable, neither good nor evil, and acting entirely on her whims. President Lockwood, however, had repeatedly provoked her and even removed her mask. He was practically asking for retribution.

"Since this is a scalpel, it’s obviously for surgery. President Lockwood’s recovery has been slow, and to avoid ruining my own reputation, I’ll have to schedule an operation." With that, Eliza Sutton walked over, scalpel in hand. She was smiling, and combined with her hoarse voice, it sounded even more sinister. "My blade is quick. President Lockwood, try to bear with it."

"Wait!" Erik Irvine quickly stopped her. "Since you’re going to operate on President Lockwood, Doctor, I’ll arrange for an operating room right away."

What Erik meant was that while this treatment room wasn’t bad, it was a far cry from a proper operating room.

For one, the conditions weren’t sterile. An infection would be a serious complication.

Eliza Sutton said, "There’s no rush for an operating room. We need to do some pre-op prep first."

"What kind of prep?"

Eliza Sutton smiled faintly. "Prepping the skin."

Just as Shane Lockwood started to speak, Eliza Sutton’s Golden Needle pierced his body.

Shane Lockwood fell silent, unable to move.

Seeing this, Erik Irvine rushed forward. "Doctor, please, calm down. Let’s talk about this."

Eliza Sutton replied, "Calm down? Am I angry? Or do you think I’m so petty that I’d use this as an excuse to get revenge on Shane Lockwood?"

Her words were laced with a cold edge.

Erik Irvine quickly waved his hands. "No, that’s not what I meant at all."

Eliza ignored Erik Irvine. She twirled the sharp scalpel in her hand, creating a silver flower of motion, before gripping it firmly. A moment later, the sharp blade was pressed against Shane Lockwood’s skin.

With a light touch, Eliza shaved away a patch of Shane Lockwood’s leg hair.

Erik stood to the side, hesitating. He desperately wanted to ask what kind of surgery required shaving the patient’s legs.

But one look at Shane Lockwood, who was completely at her mercy, convinced him to wisely keep his mouth shut.

Eliza worked quickly, and soon Shane Lockwood’s legs were completely smooth. But she wasn’t done. With a flick of her scalpel, the last piece of clothing on his body—his underwear—was sliced open.

The expression on Shane Lockwood’s face cracked along with it. "This seems a bit excessive."

"Oh? How so? Because what’s under your briefs is private? If that’s the case, my apologies. I was under the impression President Lockwood naturally enjoys prying into others’ privacy."

Her tone was light, but she was clearly still fuming about him removing her mask earlier.

Shane Lockwood said, "My apologies. I was out of line earlier. It’s just that you, the Ghost Doctor, bear a strong resemblance to someone I know."

"Oh? A beautiful confidante?"

"No. My wife." Shane Lockwood stared at Eliza. "I suppose I just miss her so much that I’m starting to see things. I hope you can understand, Ghost Doctor."

’So that’s it,’ Eliza thought. ’She finally understood how Shane Lockwood had managed to make the Lockwood Group so successful after taking over. The man was an absolutely brilliant liar.’

"Is that so?" Eliza said coolly, her hands never ceasing their work.

"Ghost Doctor!"

"President Lockwood has a wife. Don’t you want her to be happy?" Eliza said coolly. "Or do you intend to take advantage of your wife’s love, forcing her to endure a marriage without... intimacy?"

Shane Lockwood’s expression froze.

Once Erik understood, he asked eagerly, "Doctor, can you... can you really cure my president’s condition?"

"As long as he’s breathing, I can cure it." As she spoke, Eliza flicked away what was left of Shane Lockwood’s briefs.

The expression on Eliza’s face was calm, her eyes showing not the slightest flicker of emotion.

’When she was a doctor, there were no men or women in her eyes—only the sick and the healthy.’

With a few deft strokes, Eliza shaved the last of the hair, then plunged a Golden Needle into the area.

No matter how calm Shane Lockwood tried to be, the vein on his temple throbbed as Eliza inserted a needle into his most sensitive area. Noticing Erik was still staring, he snapped, "What are you looking at? Turn around!"

"Oh." Erik quickly turned, but he kept his ears pricked for any sound from Shane.

Eliza calmly continued inserting the needles.

"Feeling anything?"

"Pain," Shane Lockwood said through gritted teeth, his chest heaving.

"Mm, then bear it. Of course, you can always choose to stop the treatment."

Shane Lockwood remained silent. A man’s dignity was on the line. As long as there was a chance, he would see the treatment through.

Then, Shane Lockwood had a reaction.

Eliza was quite satisfied. "President Lockwood’s constitution is good. A full recovery is well within reach."

With that, Eliza removed the Golden Needles and draped a bath towel over Shane.

Shane Lockwood let out a long breath.

Erik turned back around and asked, "Doctor, how many more of those treatments will the president need?"

"You mean the acupuncture?" 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Yes."

"That won’t be necessary anymore. He just needs to continue with the medicinal baths. Once the toxins are expelled from his body, he’ll make a full recovery."

Erik paused. "If the medicinal baths can expel the toxins, why did you perform acupuncture on President Lockwood just now?"

"Oh, I suppose I just wanted to see the look of shame and indignation on your president’s face." Eliza smirked, her eyes glinting with mischief. It was obvious she had just been toying with him.

Erik: "..."

Shane Lockwood: "..."

’No wonder they say the Ghost Doctor gets revenge for the smallest slight.’

’It’s true.’

’One small offense from him, and she had to repay it in full.’

Eliza couldn’t care less what Shane Lockwood was thinking.

Right now, she wasn’t his helpless bride.

Eliza packed her things and was about to leave when Shane called out to her as she reached the door.

"Ghost Doctor, could you do me a favor?"

Eliza stopped. "Speak."

"Help me read these words." Shane Lockwood motioned for Erik to bring him a pen and paper. He quickly wrote something down and handed it to Eliza.

Eliza unfolded the paper. On it were written two words: Mr. Lockwood.

’He’s still testing me.’

Eliza wasn’t intimidated. In a chilling tone, she said, "It seems President Lockwood was so satisfied with my recent treatment that he’s hoping for a repeat performance."

With that parting shot, Eliza strode out of the room.

Erik had also seen the words on the paper. "President Lockwood, do you suspect the Ghost Doctor is the Mistress?"

Erik immediately shook his head, dismissing the idea. "How could that be possible?"

If Eliza Sutton were the Ghost Doctor, why would she need to marry into the Lockwood family as a bride meant to bring good fortune?

Even as an outsider, Erik knew how much disrespect Eliza Sutton had endured in her role as that bride.

Shane Lockwood didn’t answer. He just watched Eliza’s retreating figure, a thoughtful expression on his face.

「On the way back.」

Eliza skillfully maneuvered her car, shaking off the few tails that were following her.

’They were all men Shane Lockwood had sent to follow me, trying to confirm my identity.’

Once she was sure she was no longer being followed, Eliza removed her mask, letting her skin breathe.

While waiting at a red light, Eliza rolled down her window. The cool night breeze drifted in, lifting strands of her hair.

Eliza brushed the hair from her face and glanced at a large screen mounted on a nearby building.

It displayed the image of a beautiful young woman dressed in elegant, traditional attire. Posed with her in the photo was a black and white Go board.

In the corner of the photo, a caption read: Veridia’s New Generation of Go Champions—Vivian Forrest.