Chapter 701

Vivian Laurent leaned back on the sofa, closing her eyes in exhaustion. She had just completed two surgeries without a moment's rest.

"How is Queen Eleanor's condition?" She forced her eyes open to ask.

Ethan Roscente handed her a glass of water. "She's out of danger. You should rest."

Before Vivian could take a sip, the lounge door swung open. A young doctor stood awkwardly in the doorway. "Dr. Laurent, there's a critical patient in the ER—"

"That's enough!" Ethan rose abruptly. "She's been working nonstop for eight hours!"

The young doctor recoiled, stammering apologies.

Vivian stared at Ethan in surprise. She'd never seen him so protective of anyone.

Her glass barely touched her lips when the door burst open again. This time, five white-coated doctors poured in, their eyes alight with excitement.

"You're Dr. Luna, aren't you?"

"My God, it's really you!"

"Could you advise on this neurosurgical case?"

Vivian nearly dropped her water. She'd always denied this identity.

"You've mistaken me for someone else," she said automatically.

The lead doctor eagerly pulled out his phone. "It's all over the internet!"

Vivian took the device. The screen displayed the trending hashtag: #VivianLaurentIsDrLuna#

Her breath caught. The secret she'd guarded for years had been exposed like this.

The comments section exploded:

"I knew her techniques looked familiar!"

"So she wrote all those medical papers!"

"This is what a true medical genius looks like!"

Vivian massaged her temples. She'd never practiced medicine for fame, yet now she stood thrust into the spotlight.