The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 668: The Machines Have Arrived!

Crestfall Central Hospital is among the top five hospitals in Crestfall. It’s a decent place, even though it doesn’t compare to Crestfall Hospital or Ross Hospital. There, he can lead without being overshadowed.

However, after Charles Chapman finished speaking, the other party laughed aloud and said, "Charles Chapman, have you just got internet at home? The entire internet is full of people boycotting you. Our hospital can’t afford to host such a big figure like you. You’d better seek employment elsewhere!"

After saying this, they didn’t even give him a second to react before hanging up the phone.

Charles Chapman was bewildered as he logged onto social media, only to find the top trending topic was "First Ross Hospital Clarification."

He hurriedly clicked to view it, and upon seeing the latest post from Ross Hospital, he was utterly shattered.

He could never have imagined that Young Master Ross would be so ruthless, directly putting his name out there online.

With this, everyone in Cathaysia knew what he had done. How could anyone want him now?

Charles Chapman felt his eyes burning with rage, as if buckets of cold water were being poured over him, leaving him shivering uncontrollably and colorless in the face.

At that moment, Charles Chapman finally realized clearly that this time he was truly finished.

Meanwhile.

In front of the medical equipment building.

Claire Woodward sprinted all the way to the entrance, where a circle of doctors and nurses were gathered, every face showing excitement.

"Make way." Claire Woodward squeezed through the crowd, and saw the director holding a sealed transparent box with admiration.

"Such workmanship, such technology... S Group is truly remarkable. Our Cathaysia finds it hard to catch up with them."

Claire Woodward immediately saw what was inside the transparent box.

It was none other than the cardiac pacemaker robot she had researched for a long time.

"Director." Claire Woodward stepped forward and asked, "Could I check this?"

The director saw it was Claire Woodward and generously handed over the box, but reminded her, "Be careful not to break it."

"Hmm." Claire Woodward responded unemotionally, took the box, and with her other hand, took out her phone to scan a QR code on the anti-counterfeiting mark at the bottom of the box.

This was S Group’s unique anti-counterfeiting mark, which allowed verification of authenticity with a simple scan from a mobile phone.

Many didn’t know about this mark, but she knew it very well.

With a beep sound from the phone, Claire Woodward quickly checked it, and was led to S Group’s anti-counterfeiting page, where the phone displayed large words: "This product is genuine S Group."

Genuine...

Genuine!

It was genuinely authentic!

Claire Woodward’s complexion suddenly turned pale, and in the next instant, almost frantically, she verified the anti-counterfeiting marks on each robot.

Ten machines, without exception, all were authentic!

The words on the phone screen felt like towering waves, repeatedly hitting her heart.

"Claire, what’s wrong?" the director noticed Claire Woodward’s peculiar expression and leaned in to look at her phone.

Seeing it was genuine, the director smiled and said, "I’ve checked it all. There’s no way these could be fake. The address is from S Group’s international warehouse, so it absolutely can’t be a counterfeit. Moreover, no one would dare or be able to replicate such things. If they could be replicated, our Cathaysia would have done so long ago."

Claire Woodward forced a dry laugh, almost using all her strength to draw a smile on her face.

But this smile was uglier than crying.

She believed it impossible, but Summer Monroe achieved it; she thought the other party was an entertainment industry actor, but unexpectedly, she was a Crestfall University graduate. All her assumptions were just her assumptions.

Summer Monroe... Who exactly is she?