She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 91

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 91

“What should Doctor Ward do?”
Joy Ward was splattered with blood due to the patient’s sudden bleeding, and in the
critical situation, she anxiously said, “Quick, find the source of the bleeding and stop it.”
“The bleeding won’t stop.”
“Snap.” Joy’s hand trembled, and the scalpel in her hand dropped to the ground with a
piercing sound. She picked it up in a panic, clearly thrown off balance.
Director Woods’s eyes narrowed as he watched the scene with urgency, “Your brilliant
student.” He turned to the senior doctor behind him and s aid, “Go and bring Hope
Williams over immediately.”
Several doctors immediately went out to look for Doctor Williams.
...
“Director Woods, we can’t find Doctor Williams.”
“What?” Director Woods looked forlorn.
The cold beeping of instruments echoed through out the operating room. Elder Murphy
watched the scene and couldn’t help but furrow his brow, muttering under his breath,
“This shouldn’t be.”
“Look, who is that?” a doctor exclaimed.
Everyone’s gaze turned toward the operating room.
“The person in the ope rating room is Hope Williams!” a sharp - eyed doctor announced.

Through the large glass window, they saw a woman in green surgical scrubs taking over
the scalpel.
“Hope Williams, you!” Joy’s eyes widened at the critical and dire situation. Despite her
reluct ance, Hope had already taken over the surgery.
But given the current condition of the patient.
A cold smile played across her mouth hidden by the mask. With Hope taking over the
surgery, the responsibility was now hers. If she failed to save the patient, i t would be
over for Hope.
“We’ve found the bleeding point.”
“Turn on the suction.”
“Control the bleeding point.”
“The bleeding point is under control.”
Everyone, both in the operating theater and the observation room, heaved a massive
sigh of relief.
Hope worked methodically, her eyes falling on the timer in front of her, already mapping
out the surgical plan in her mind.
“My God, what is she doing?” Doctors in the observation room couldn’t help but stand
up.
“Recklessness.” Elder Murphy exclaimed angr ily, “There’s one hour left, and she wants
to treat the patient with her surgical procedure? She’s crazy, not to mention whether she
has the skills to perform the proposed drainage technique, there isn’t enough time.”
“Yes, it’s too risky,” many department heads agreed, “Director Woods…”
“Trust her.” Director Woods’s brow furrowed tightly, his gaze fixed on the surgery inside.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes, every minute was excruciating.
Hope continued smoothly and precisely, her beautiful eye s serious and resolute.
“There are ten minutes left,” a nearby doctor reminded anxiously.
Hope remained calm, her eyes expressing serious determination.
“Four minutes and ten seconds.”

Hope looked up, “Okay, begin the check and prepare to close the chest f or suturing.”
Silence fell both inside and outside the operating room. Joy stood rigid to the side, her
whole being seemingly soulless as she watched Hope.
How was this possible? How on Earth did she do it?
Hope, aware of the gazes around her, reminded the m softly, “Suture.”
“Oh, right.” The adjacent doctor immediately snapped out of it and handed over the
suturing thread.
“Good heavens, how did she manage that?” Doctors in the observation room who had
witnessed the scene couldn’t sit still; they all stood up, mouths agape.
She had truly completed the surgery within an hour, an unimaginably daunting
presence, and by then the patient was out of danger.
It was unbelievable.
Elder Murphy had been watching the surgery intently, his eyes almost mesmerized;
now, h e realized how foolish he had been not to trust Hope.
She had truly succeeded, not only that, but she also completed it so perfectly in such a
short time.
Until the surgery was over, Elder Murphy remained dumbfounded for several seconds
before turning to D irector Woods and slowly said, “You were right, she’s far from
ordinary; perhaps I can now understand your choice.”
She handled the emergency methodically, possessing absolute confidence and ability,
just like she said, her confidence came from her extraor dinary skill.
Yes, she did it.
She was a doctor with the ability to make quick, correct decisions, courageous and
strategic, with a credible surgical technique.
Director Woods’s eyes shone unusually bright, a smile on his lips that vividly showed his
current mood; he proudly tilted his chin up, “From the first time I saw her in Y country,
she has given me endless surprises. I told you, trust her, she can.”
Hope’s abilities never required questioning.
Elder Murphy’s eyes narrowed skeptically, “Y country?”

Hmm! Right, Y country…
Hope exited the operating room and saw Director Woods and Elder Murphy standing
not far ahead, as if waiting for her. Hope arched her brows slightly and walked over.
“Director Woods, Elder Murphy.”
Ever since the surgery ended, the smile hadn’t left Director Woods’s face, “Hope, I knew
you could do it; you are the hero of this surgery.”
Hope smiled faintly, replying softly, “You flatter me, I merely did what was within my
capabilities.”
“Why the modesty today?” Elder Murphy teased with a smile.
“It’s rare to see Elder Murphy talking to me with a smile,” Hope’s clear voice contained a
hint of laughter.
“You still bear grudges?”
“How dare I,” Hop e joked.
At that moment, Joy Ward came out, and as they heard her approach from a distance,
Joy, seeing this scene, was visibly gloomy and grinding her teeth with rage.
She had long since wished a thousand cuts upon Hope, blaming her for making her lose
so much face.
It was all her fault.
Joy approached reluctantly, while Hope’s brows lifted slightly, her demeanor entirely
composed.
Joy, looking haggard and a shadow of herself, forced a stiff smile, “Doctor Williams,
thank you for helping me today.”
“I’m so rry, but I wasn’t helping you,” Hope retorted coldly.
She was there to save the patient, not to let her rivalry with Joy cause any harm to the
patient.
Joy’s mouth twitched with a coldness that failed to form a smile.
“You two chat, I’ve still got a few pa tients waiting,” commented Hope to Director Woods
and Elder Murphy, nodding politely before turning to leave.

Watching Hope’s slender figure depart, Joy couldn’t suppress the surge of anger in her
heart.
This surgery would undoubtedly spark significant tur moil.
Hope finished treating patients, glanced at the clock indicating the end of her shift, and
left with her bag.
Just out of the hospital, she saw Waylon Lewis’s car parked at the hospital entrance;
the person inside seemed to have noticed her, and the rear window rolled down to
reveal the man’s handsome profile.