She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 377: Doesn’t Look Like a Good Person

Chapter 377: Chapter 377: Doesn’t Look Like a Good Person

Aria Richardson couldn’t help but stare at that man, feeling that his figure looked very familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before, but she couldn’t remember at the moment.

The key was that the man was wrapped up so tightly, it was basically impossible to see his face. He was holding a bouquet of flowers and several people, all fashionably dressed, were following him.

Aria stepped into the elevator and kept gazing at the man until the last moment before the elevator doors closed.

Wyatt Lewis raised an eyebrow, an almost imperceptible chill in his voice, "What are you looking at? Can you see the person’s face under the mask through the mask?"

"No, I can’t." Aria stared at him oddly.

"Then stop staring. What if, all wrapped up like that, he is ugly as sin?"

Aria rolled her eyes at him, "Cut it out, that guy is obviously a hottie, and he even looks a bit familiar."

"You can recognize him wrapped up like that?" Wyatt leaned against the elevator wall, his face devoid of any smile.

"Tsck." Aria frowned deeply, "Don’t change the subject, I really do find him familiar. I’m sure I’ve seen him before."

Where have I seen him!

Just can’t remember...

Harry Williams approached the nurse’s station, his well-defined fingers tapped lightly on the counter, he slightly raised his head, his pleasant and magnetic voice spoke, "Please check which hospital room Luke Williams and Willow Williams are in."

He had known that Hope Williams was in the Emperor Capital; the old man had already inquired about all of Hope’s circumstances and knew that she gave birth to twins five years ago.

The people sent out came back to report that Hope had hurried to the hospital with the two children, the old man guessed the children were sick, and was very anxious, so he was sent to have a look.

The busy nurse raised her head to look at the man, "Who are you?"

"Their uncle."

The nurse nodded, "Alright."

She then lowered her head to check the computer and reported the room number to Harry Williams.

Harry thanked her with a nod.

The nurse twisted her brow slightly as she watched the man’s figure, turning to her colleague with confusion before reacting, "Do you feel like that voice just now sounded like Harry Williams?"

"Harry Williams? You’re crazy for idols. How would Harry Williams come here?"

"To visit someone ill, he asked for the Lewis family’s young master and young miss’s hospital room number..." The nurse frowned in thought, "Wait, Harry Williams is their uncle?"

"I think you’re just obsessed with celebrities. Stop gawking and get back to work; there’s still so much to do, we won’t get to see Harry Williams anywhere but on TV."

The nurse still couldn’t help but tiptoe and crane her neck to look into the distance, weakly saying, "But it really seemed like Harry Williams."

After the kids Luke and Willow had finished eating, Waylon Lewis began to eat. Just as he finished eating and put down his utensils, Thomas Hughes knocked and entered, whispering a few words to Waylon, who nodded in response.

Hope Williams was wiping the sweat from Luke and Willow’s foreheads with a towel, turned her head to look at Waylon, and spoke, "If you have something to do, go ahead and take care of it. I’m here with them, don’t worry."

Waylon looked at Luke and Willow, then at Hope, "Are you okay by yourself?"

"No problem, the doctor is also here, go take care of your things," Hope urged.

Waylon stood up, reached out to embrace Hope, and kissed her forehead lightly, "Alright, call me if anything comes up."

"Okay, hurry along."

Afraid of a repeat of previous incidents, Waylon had Thomas assign two bodyguards at the door.

The moment Waylon left, Harry Williams arrived from the opposite direction searching for the hospital room number.

"This is it." Harry looked up at the room number, feeling a bit excited to meet his nephews for the first time.

Just as he was about to step inside, the two emotionless bodyguards at the door stopped him, "Stop right there, who are you? You can’t enter here."

Harry paused in his tracks, lifted his cap slightly, and glanced at the two bodyguards.

Both bodyguards sized up the strangely dressed man.

"I’m here to visit the sick."

"Visiting? What’s your name?"

"Harry Williams."

"Don’t know you, you can’t enter," said the bodyguard, raising his hands to block Harry.

Harry tugged the corner of his mouth, "What do I need to do to get in? I know Hope Williams."

"You know our madam?" The bodyguards once again sized up Harry, who was wrapped up tightly as if he feared being recognized, clearly no good guy, "You can’t enter."

No room for negotiation.

"Why not?"

"You don’t look like a good person."

"..."

Harry was somewhat annoyed, he took off the cap from his head and irritably ran his fingers through his blonde hair, glaring at the two bodyguards.

A strong chill spread from him.

Behind him, his manager Lucas Carter was terrified; this ancestor had a foul temper and was used to being treated with utmost respect wherever he went. Lucas feared an outburst from Harry and was about to step forward to hold him back when he heard Harry say, in a surprisingly mild tone:

"Big brother, please take a good look, where do I not look like a good person? I’ve come from so far, just let me have a look inside..."