She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 248

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 248

Miss Williams’s butterfly - like lashes trembled gently, and her eyes were greeted by a
pr istine white ceiling. She tried to sit up straight, but Waylon Lewis quickly stepped over
to support her.
“Do you still feel uncomfortable anywhere?”
Miss Williams looked up with a gentle smile, “Much better. How long was I
unconscious?”
“Not long, six hou rs.”
“Okay.” Miss Williams lifted the blanket, preparing to get out of bed.
“What do you want to do?”
Miss Williams blinked, “Go to the bathroom.”
Waylon Lewis bent down and picked up Miss Williams, carrying her straight into the
bathroom, and then reached out to pull down her pants.
Miss Williams was startled, a blush instantly flooded her cheeks, and she quickly held
onto her pants, looking at him in surprise, “What are you trying to do?”
She was still injured; he didn’t have to be such a beast…
Waylon Le wis met her gaze, Miss Williams blinked and looked at him. His eyes were
very calm, devoid of any desire.
Miss Williams paused, and Waylon Lewis curled his lips into a smile.

“What do you think I want to do?”
Miss Williams shyly dodged his gaze twice. Him starting to take off her pants, it was
natural for her to have misconceptions.
Waylon Lewis looked down at her hand gripping her pants tightly, stretched out his hand
to hold her small hand, and said with increased gravity, “The wound has already torn
open once. If you want to continue ending up on the operating table, stop exerting
yourself now.”
“I can do it myself, I can.” Miss Williams waved her hand, signaling Waylon Lewis to go
out.
“You are my wife, what’s there to be shy about me helping you use the restroom?”
Waylon Lewis said with a helpless smile, “Call me when you’re done.”
“Okay.”
Miss Williams sighed with relief, but just as she had finished using the bathroom and
washed her hands, Waylon Lewis came in again. He carried her out of the bathroom,
placed her back on the bed, and covered her with the blanket.
Miss Williams…
It wasn’t just about moving her hands; she didn’t even have the privilege to move her
own feet now.
“Waylon Lewis, I only injured my hand, my legs are fine, I can walk. The injury on my
hand isn’t serious either, I can move it myself,” Miss Williams said helplessly.
“The doctor said your body is weak.”
That meant she wasn’t allowed to do anything.
Miss W illiams touched her forehead.
“Are you hungry?” Waylon Lewis’s voice was very low, his tone exuding extreme
tenderness.
Miss Williams licked her lips, “A bit.”
Waylon Lewis walked to the table, his slender fingers picked up a small bowl and
spoon, and pour ed some porridge previously prepared in an exquisite insulated box.

Waylon Lewis didn’t hand the bowl to her; his handsome large hand supported the side
of the bowl, his fingers pinching the spoon to scoop up the porridge, cool it down with a
blow, and the n brought it to her mouth.
“It’s not hot,” he reminded, meaning it was safe to eat.
Seeing the man looking at her with serious concern, Miss Williams curved her lips into a
smile, feeling a warm sentiment wash over her heart, and obediently opened her mout h
to eat.
“How is Grandpa doing?”
“He’s recovering well, woke up once and has gone back to sleep, Elder Gray is keeping
watch, you can rest assured.”
“But I want to go see Grandpa.”
Waylon Lewis continued to bring the porridge to her mouth, “You need to re st.”
“I’m not feeling bad anymore.”
“First finish the porridge.”
Miss Williams pursed her lips.
“Sister - in - law.”
A call came from the doorway of the sickroom, Miss Williams slightly furrowed her
eyebrows.
Wyatt Lewis and Aria Richardson came in with two li ttle ones.
“Why did you all come?”
“We heard you fainted, I was scared to death. Let me see where you are hurt,” Aria
Richardson said with worry, trying to pull Miss Williams’s hand in a fluster, only to be
stopped by a chilling gaze slashing across like a n ice blade.
Aria Richardson raised her hand, froze, and glanced out of the corner of her eye to see
the source of that look.
Her body stiffened, and with an awkward turn, she retracted her gaze, placing her
hands down in embarrassment.
“…”

Seeing Aria Ric hardson’s rigid expression, Miss Williams turned her head to glance at
Waylon Lewis and glared at him, then reassured Aria Richardson, “Don’t worry, I am
fine, much better now.”
The two little ones’ concern was evident as they leaned on the edge of Miss Williams’s
bed, their eyes blinking filled with heartache and worry, “Mommy, are you still hurting?”
Miss Williams raised her uninjured hand and gently rubbed the little heads of h er
beloved children, softly saying, “Babies, don’t worry, mommy isn’t hurting anymore…”
“First finish the porridge.” Waylon Lewis’s long fingers holding the spoon continued to
move the porridge towards Miss Williams’s mouth.
Hope Williams paused as she loo ked at the few people surrounding her.
“What’s wrong?” Waylon Lewis asked, lifting his gaze toward her.
“…Waylon, maybe I should eat by myself.”
It didn’t seem to bother Hope when it was just her and Waylon alone.
But now, with so many onlookers, having Wa ylon feed her made Hope somewhat
embarrassed.
“No.”
Hope looked helplessly at Waylon and then swept her gaze over the people gathered in
front of her.
Detecting something, Waylon’s cool gaze swept over the few people, the chilliness
dissipating, and Wyatt Lewis, jolted, picked up Baby and took Aria Richardson by the
hand.
“Brother, you guys carry on, we’ll go out first.”
When it came to escaping from Waylon Lewis, nobody could beat Wyatt Lewis.
“…”
After finishing her porridge, someone knocked on the door t o the hospital room.
Hope said faintly, “Come in.”
Vivia Fuller walked in with a bouquet of flowers, and upon seeing her, Hope’s
expression chilled instantly.

“Miss Williams, I heard you were injured. Are you okay? Is it serious?” Vivia casually put
down t he flowers, her smile seemingly gentle and harmless.
“Miss Fuller sure is well - informed,” Hope, holding a cup of warm water, lifted her hand to
her lips and took a gentle sip.
Vivia smiled slightly, “I came to visit Grandpa Lewis. I only learned about Miss Williams’
injury from my aunt.”
“Oh, is that so?” Hope nodded meaningfully. “Then I misunderstood. I thought Miss
Fuller had purposely sent someone to spy on me.”
Vivia’s eyes flickered imperceptibly as she involuntarily glanced at Waylon beside her.
“…Ho w could that be, Miss Williams is surely jesting.”
With a faint smile, Hope gestured as if to get out of bed, and Waylon immediately came
over, lifting his hand to support her.
“I want to get out of bed and move around a bit. It’s uncomfortable lying down for too
long.”
Waylon didn’t stop Hope, and quietly bent to pick up her slippers, one by one helping
her put them on before helping her up.
Vivia’s pupils suddenly constricted, watching this scene in disbelief.
Was the man who had just bent to put shoes on for a woman really Waylon Lewis?
Vivia remembered Waylon as a man who was too proud and aloof to ever bend for
anyone.
Watching him take such meticulous care of Hope, being extra cautious as if afraid she
might bump or fall, filled Vivia’s eyes with nothing but endless envy and hatred.
How did Hope Williams deserve this?
How did this woman without any family background des erve such a good man?
In her mind, in this world, only she, Vivia Fuller, was worthy of this man!
Filled with unwillingness, Vivia clenched her fists tightly.
Hope, lifting her head unconsciously, saw the venom in Vivia’s eyes. Her delicate
eyebrows raised , a deep chill settled in.

Turning to Waylon, Hope spoke tenderly, “I have some things I’d like to discuss alone
with Miss Fuller, Waylon, could you step out for a bit?”
There was a hint of pleading in her soft voice.
Waylon cast a cold glance at Vivia the n nodded at Hope, “I’ll just be outside.”
“Yes, go ahead.”
After Waylon had left, only Hope and Vivia remained in the originally spacious hospital
room.
Vivia glanced at the tightly closed door then turned back to face Hope, her eyes
instantly filled with coldness, no longer bothering to pretend.
She crossed her arms in front of her and looked down at Hope with arrogance, lifting
her chin, “What is it? Speak.”
“You’ve got quite the scheme, Miss Fuller,” Hope said, her clear black and white eyes
icily fixate d on Vivia.
Vivia’s eyes narrowed slightly, “What do you mean?”
“Ellie Field was your doing, wasn’t she? You instigated her, didn’t you?” Hope got
straight to the point.
Vivia’s brows furrowed in an instant as she glared at Hope and retorted, “What are you
talking about? I don’t understand a word, Hope Williams, don’t try to slander me. I am
not Ellie Field.”
Hope’s lips curled coldly, “Slander? Vivia, where do you get the nerve to accuse me of
slander?
At first, you helped Ellie. She ‘committed murder,’ an d you ‘disposed of the body,’
helping her, simply using her as a tool to eliminate me.
Unfortunately, she was exposed in public, and at that point, you wanted to abandon her,
yet the blame still managed to reach you.
Failling the first plan, you again thou ght to use Ellie’s resentment and unwillingness
towards me and came up with another scheme to use her as a pawn — Ellie going mad
and killing me would be perfect, or even injuring Grandpa Lewis to the point of severe
injury would suffice.

You devised three p erfect plans: either I die, Grandpa Lewis dies, or Grandpa Lewis is
critically injured and dies during my surgery. In that case, I would become the indirect
murderer, and you intended to use this opportunity to drive me out of the Lewis Family.
No matter w hat happened here, you would win.
Vivia, you think you’re so clever, believing that even if Ellie truly were exposed, no one
would suspect you.”
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