Someone joked, "Let's clear the room. With Dr. Lake here, the rest of us are just background decor."

"Once Mr. Phelan Senior takes Dr. Lake's medicine, he'll recover in no time!"

The chorus of flattery made Mosby smile. He tried to maintain his dignified image, but the praise still went to his head. He said, "You're all too kind. I just had a few extra years of study. Medicine is a vast field, and I'm sure you'll all reach greatness someday."

His humble reply earned another round of admiration.

Luna stepped forward, and she was actually smiling for once. "Dr. Lake, thank you for tending to my grandfather."

Mosby flushed with pride. "Ms. Luna, it's my honor. Keeping Mr. Phelan Senior healthy is my privilege."

The others quickly bowed to Luna as well. After all, she was the Phelan family's prodigy, the capital's undisputed genius—her military rank of major-general at such a young age rivaled even Chetvine's elite.

Her status made her the capital's brightest star, outshining