She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 213 - I Will Not Give Up the Position of
Chapter 213: Chapter 213 I Will Not Give Up the Position of Chief Surgeon
Chapter 213 -213 I Will Not Give Up the Position of Chief Surgeon
Waylon Lewis raised his hand, and Hope Williams naturally placed her hand into his palm.
He pulled, and Hope Williams fell into the man’s embrace, sitting on his lap, enveloped by his familiar scent.
“Uh,” Waylon Lewis responded with a deep, husky voice, “too noisy because of the son.”
Hope Williams raised her hand and rubbed Waylon Lewis’s temple, “Luke is actually very quiet when he sleeps, how is he noisy?”
“The sleeping posture is bad,” Waylon Lewis thought of last night’s punch and his face darkened a degree.
Seeing Waylon’s dark face, Hope Williams chuckled, “Is that the frustration from your son?”
“You’re laughing now, but tonight they both must go back to their own room to sleep.”
Hope Williams tapped Waylon Lewis’s forehead, “Alright, I get it.”
Luke and Willow had been used to sleeping independently since they were young, but lately, they had been clinging to her due to her being too busy to spend much time with them.
“You haven’t had breakfast yet, have some porridge.”
Hope Williams brought the porridge to Waylon Lewis, “I don’t really drink porridge…” but he reached out to take it, then said, “But since my wife told me to, I will.”
Hope Williams laughed, “Even in drinking porridge, you jest. By the way, today I’m planning to admit Grandpa to the hospital earlier. The hospital’s equipment is more comprehensive, and I will observe Grandpa there for a while. I’ll try to schedule the surgery as early as possible.”
“You’re the doctor, so it’s your call.”
“You’re going to work today, right? My mom and I can take Grandpa to the hospital. If you’re busy, you can come over later.” Hope Williams could imagine how busy Waylon Lewis was just by looking at the stacks of documents on the table.
Waylon Lewis nodded, “Yeah, I’m a bit tied up, and there’s a meeting later on that I can’t miss. I’ll leave Grandpa in your hands.”
“Don’t worry, I can handle it myself.”
Waylon Lewis lowered his head and kissed Hope Williams’s brows and eyes, and she cooperatively closed her eyes.
“I know my wife is the best.”
Hope Williams smiled lightly, stood up from Waylon Lewis’s lap, “I need to go now; there’s still a lot to prepare. Remember to finish your porridge.”
“Okay.”
Hope Williams was highly competent, arranging everything neatly and properly. As the old master was admitted into the VIP ward, Hope Williams was recording his heart rate on the monitor.
“Grandpa, you’re in good condition right now. I’ll arrange the surgery as soon as possible…”
“Grandpa Lewis.” A familiar voice came from the doorway, and Hope Williams’s face immediately turned cold as Ellie Field approached with a smile on her face.
“Aunt Williams, you brought Grandpa Lewis to the hospital without telling me.” Ellie Field rambled on, then turned her head to seemingly just notice Hope Williams, “Oh, Doctor Williams, you’re here too.”
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Hope Williams’s gaze was cold, “What are you doing here?”
“I’m Grandpa Lewis’s chief surgeon, of course, I need to come and check on his condition. Doctor Williams, do you have a problem with that?”
“Since when did I ask for you to be the chief surgeon? Little Hope will operate on me,” Grandpa Lewis said coldly, displeased as he looked at Ellie Field.
He disliked the girl from the moment he first saw her, with all her scheming written on her face.
Ellie Field looked somewhat troubled as she turned to Alitzel Williams.
Alitzel Williams pondered and finally said with gravity, “Dad, I know you trust Little Hope, and I do too, believe in her abilities, but regardless of anything else, I feel that having Chief Surgeon Cynthia would be more appropriate than Little Hope.” Alitzel Williams emphasized meaningfully.
She did not like Cynthia’s character, but she could not deny her abilities.
From any aspect, the chief surgeon had to be Cynthia.
Alitzel Williams then went to Hope Williams and took her hand, “Little Hope, I know you’re worried about Grandpa, and since you are worried, you should consider what’s best for him.”
Hope Williams was indeed capable, having saved Grandpa from the brink of death, which was proof enough.
But however capable she was, she couldn’t surpass the renowned Chief Surgeon Cynthia.
Ellie Field raised her chin with a smug look at Hope Williams.
Miss Williams tugged at her lip slightly, “I understand what you’re saying.”
Alitzel Williams smiled brightly, “As long as you can see reason, I’ll leave Grandpa Lewis’s surgery to Cynthia…”
“I won’t give up the chief surgeon’s position for Grandpa’s surgery.”
Alitzel Williams was taken aback, her brows quickly knitting in displeasure as she reacted to Hope Williams’s resolute tone, “Why is this child so stubborn…”
“There’s no need to say more. I must be the one to perform Grandpa’s surgery.”
Hope Williams was well aware of Ellie Field’s capabilities; leaving the surgery in her hands would mean a sure path to failure.
She would not allow such a thing to happen.
Therefore, she would not yield on this matter one bit.
Clearly, Grandpa Lewis was also on Hope Williams’s side, leaving Alitzel Williams in a state of frustrated helplessness.
It was Vivia Fuller who had somehow heard the news of Grandpa Lewis’s hospitalization and came with a large bouquet of flowers.
“Grandpa Lewis… Aunt, Miss Williams, and Doctor Cynthia, you’re all here. I wasn’t sure which flowers you like, Grandpa Lewis, so I just picked some. I hope you like them.”
Grandpa Lewis nodded distantly as a courtesy, “Thank you.”
“Doctor Cynthia, how are you feeling, Grandpa Lewis? Is the surgery date set?” Vivia Fuller looked to Ellie Field with concern.
Ellie Field stepped forward to answer, “The surgery date hasn’t been set yet, but I’m already preparing the surgical plan. We will be able to operate on Grandpa Lewis soon, it’s just that…”
Vivia Fuller listened to Ellie Field’s suddenly complicated tone and asked with concern, “Did you encounter a problem?”
“It’s nothing major, just that Doctor Williams insists she has to perform this surgery on Grandpa Lewis, so the chief surgeon has not been decided yet.”
As she spoke, Ellie Field deliberately put on a complicated, worried expression.
Hope Williams’s expression was very cold, and it was nauseating to look at.
Upon hearing this, Vivia Fuller immediately turned to Hope Williams, “Miss Williams, I know you’ve always been very concerned about Grandpa Lewis’s condition. Since you’re concerned about him, you should let Doctor Cynthia be the chief surgeon. You know Doctor Cynthia is a top-tier cardiologist, and with her as the chief surgeon, the success rate would be much higher, right?
Miss Williams, you wouldn’t fail to understand this, would you?” Vivia Fuller heaved a sigh, “Of course, I know Miss Williams is also a very impressive doctor, but compared to Doctor Cynthia…” Vivia Fuller trailed off hesitantly, “Miss Williams, you should stop being stubborn.”
Hope Williams looked up and glanced at Vivia Fuller, who was posturing as the good person.
“Miss Fuller, I believe this is a matter for the Lewis family, which I’m afraid has nothing to do with you?”
A matter for the Lewis family?
Vivia Fuller paused sharply—what did this despicable person mean by that? How shameless could she be? She hadn’t even entered the Lewis family yet and was already starting to call herself one of them. Truly shameless.
“Also, Mom, no matter what you say, the position of chief surgeon will ultimately be mine. Please believe me, if I say I can do it, I definitely can,” Hope Williams stated with a tone that brooked no argument.
Alitzel Williams opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for words, the inherent commanding presence Hope Williams emitted made her subconsciously want to believe her.
Vivia Fuller’s face stiffened terribly.
What did that wretch just call Alitzel Williams?
Mom!
And the key point was that Alitzel Williams had not protested, indicating she accepted Hope Williams’s term for her.
Oh my God!
Vivia Fuller’s heart lurched fiercely—the only possibility was that Hope Williams and Waylon Lewis had already remarried.
Otherwise, Alitzel Williams would not accept such a term of address from Hope Williams.
This thought startled Vivia Fuller, making her retreat a step backward and accidentally bump into the edge of a table. The pain brought her back to her senses.
She clenched the hem of her clothes tightly, a surge of boundless resentment and anger welling up.
This woman had remarried Waylon Lewis so quickly; her own chances were now even slimmer. Disgusting.
