She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 388: Continue to Make Trouble?

Chapter 388: Chapter 388: Continue to Make Trouble?

"However, Mr. Fuller just mentioned that Miss Fuller saved my child, for which I am very grateful to Miss Fuller.

So for Miss Fuller’s illness, I will find her the best foreign medical team to treat her until she can recover. Additionally, all the expenses abroad, including airfare, will be fully covered by me. Miss Fuller can be sent abroad for treatment as early as tomorrow, is that acceptable?"

Hope Williams’s gaze swept toward Vivia Fuller imperceptibly, quietly observing her.

Vivia Fuller still lay on the bed without any reaction, as if she hadn’t heard.

Christopher Lewis and Alitzel Williams both supported Hope Williams’s proposal.

Christopher Lewis echoed, "Indeed, the Lewis Family will certainly cure Vivia; all of Vivia’s treatment costs, including expenses for food, clothing, and lodging, will be entirely covered by the Lewis Family."

Henry Fuller looked somewhat troubled, lowered his head to look at Vivia Fuller, and said helplessly, "I need to ask her opinion on this."

"There’s no need to ask Miss Fuller in her current state; besides, having the best medical team treat her is for her own good. Miss Fuller has no reason to refuse, right?"

Hope Williams’s tone was pressing, leaving Henry Fuller not knowing how to decline on the spot.

But to send Vivia Fuller abroad...

Heh!

All of Vivia Fuller’s arrangements would be in vain.

Just then, the silent Vivia Fuller finally couldn’t hold back and showed a reaction.

Henry Fuller looked at Vivia Fuller and asked, "Cousin, is it okay to send you abroad for treatment?"

"Abroad?"

"Yes, it means taking you to a far-off place for treatment, is that okay?" Henry Fuller patiently explained.

With her head tilted, Vivia Fuller’s vacant eyes scanned everyone, finally settling on Waylon Lewis with a smile, "Can Brother Waylon come with me?"

Henry Fuller shook his head, "President Lewis has to work; he can’t accompany you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Vivia Fuller instantly became agitated, "I don’t want to, I don’t want to, I don’t want to leave Brother Waylon... Brother Waylon, don’t you want me anymore?"

Tears fell from Vivia Fuller’s eyes again, she cried with tears and snot all over her face, Henry Fuller’s lips twitched, about to wipe her tears, only to find he couldn’t bring himself to do it!

It’s a bit disgusting!

Vivia Fuller gripped Henry Fuller’s hand tightly, as if grasping the last straw, shaking her head incessantly, "I don’t want to, I’m not going anywhere, I just want to be with Brother Waylon."

Henry Fuller gave a wry smile, "Young Madam Lewis, as you can see, my cousin doesn’t want to go abroad; she only wants to be with President Lewis. If Young Madam Lewis really wants to express gratitude, it’s better to find another way."

Hope Williams slightly raised her eyebrows, looking at Henry Fuller, "I understand."

Henry Fuller pursed his lips, as Hope Williams’s gaze drifted toward the crying Vivia Fuller and she sneered, "So, you mean to say that you want my husband to pledge himself to thank her?"

"No!"

"No!"

Both Christopher Lewis and Alitzel Williams almost simultaneously voiced their stark objection.

Christopher Lewis pursed his lips; if it was the old Fuller Family, the previous Vivia Fuller, they might have considered it.

But now... Christopher Lewis looked at Vivia Fuller with mucus hanging from her nose; apart from sympathy, there was nothing but disdain in his eyes.

"Let’s discuss another method," said Christopher Lewis as he pushed Waylon Lewis out.

Hope Williams’s words sent shivers down his spine, afraid that Waylon Lewis would get entangled with Vivia Fuller, "You take Hope Williams back first, don’t cause trouble."

Hope Williams smiled and took Waylon Lewis’s hand, scanning over Vivia Fuller, "Then we’ll be going back now."

"Go back, be careful on the way," Alitzel Williams specifically instructed, "Don’t come to the hospital if it’s not necessary."

Vivia Fuller unwillingly lunged towards Waylon Lewis, and Hope Williams crisply shut the door.

From the window in the door, she teased Vivia Fuller, clearly seeing an unusual reaction in Vivia Fuller’s pupils.

She cried and shouted, soon being calmed down and taken back by several doctors and Henry Fuller.

Holding hands with Waylon Lewis, Hope Williams was in a good mood, "Let’s go home."

Waylon Lewis raised an eyebrow, "You’re still smiling, did you really want to throw me out there?"

"Of course not, you’re mine, how could I bear to let you pledge yourself to another woman? It was just a tactic. Did you see your father’s expression when I said those words?"

Hope Williams couldn’t help but laugh thinking about it.

She intentionally brought it up, as long as Christopher Lewis didn’t want to push his son into the fire, he would figure out a way to solve this issue for them, saving them a lot of trouble.

Waylon Lewis smiled helplessly, "Only you would be so mischievous."

"That’s cleverness, thank you very much."

Waylon Lewis was charmed by Hope Williams’s proud little expression and reached out to scruff her nose, his eyes full of doting, "My wife is the cleverest."

Sitting in the car on the way back, Hope Williams thought for a moment, then took out her phone and dialed a number.

The call was quickly answered at the other end.

A gentle and mellow male voice with a hint of surprise sounded, "Little Hope?"

"Benjamin."

Waylon Lewis raised his eyebrows slightly, glancing at Hope Williams; the car was very quiet, the voice from the phone presumably also clear to him.

"Little Hope, what made you think of calling me?" His voice held a hint of pleasure.

"There’s something I would like to trouble you with, do you have a moment?"

"I do, go ahead."

Hope Williams pursed her lips and relayed Vivia Fuller’s situation in detail to Benjamin Myers. Benjamin Myers was silent for a moment, seemingly pondering, and soon he replied, "Based on your description, her condition could indeed lead to cognitive decline, and in addition to external trauma, immense psychological pressure, and extreme stimulation can also cause progressive dementia, stupidification."

"So we can be sure she’s not faking?"

"That’s hard to say for anyone."

Alright, Hope thought it made sense and pursed her lips, "Okay, I understand, thank you."

"If you need, I can take a look at this friend for you."

"No need, you’re not around here, it would be too much trouble for you."

"As long as it’s your business, it’s no trouble."

Hope was about to respond when suddenly a cold glint swept by her side, a wave of sourness spreading. The emotion was unmistakably obvious.

Hope raised an eyebrow, and when her gaze shifted to a certain person, that person had already looked away.

Hope shook her head with a silent chuckle and, holding the phone, said to the person on the line, "It’s no trouble, thank you. By the way, how is Aurora doing now?"

"She’s recovering very well, showing awareness and response to the outside world, which is a very good sign."

Hope felt a sense of relief, "That’s great, please continue to take good care of Aurora."

"Of course, now that she’s my patient, I’ll do my utmost."

"Thank you, Benjamin."

"You don’t have to be so formal with me, Little Hope."

Hope smiled gently, "Then I won’t bother you anymore, goodbye."

"Mm, goodbye."

After hanging up the call, Hope put the phone back in her pocket, rested her arm on the window sill, propped her head on her hand, and with a smile in her eyes, slowly looked at Waylon Lewis, who appeared to be driving seriously.

Hope curled her lips, "Such a strong scent of jealousy, Waylon Lewis, do you smell it?"

"...I smell it."

"Why would there be a scent of jealousy?"

"What do you think?"

Hope shook her head, clicking her tongue twice, "I’m not quite sure, why is there a scent of jealousy?"

Waylon Lewis, "..."

"Why aren’t you saying anything?" Hope teased as she looked playfully at Waylon.

Hope stretched out her hand and placed it on Waylon’s shoulder, smiled at him and teased, "You’re jealous!"

Waylon Lewis’s lips were tightly pressed into a line.

"You are jealous, Waylon Lewis, you’re so petty." Hope couldn’t help but laugh at his small expression.

Waylon Lewis glanced at her side, and faintly uttered two words.

"Wait."

Wait for what?

Hope raised her eyebrows at him, still confused when suddenly the car came to a stop.

All of a sudden, a strong hand gripped the back of her neck as Waylon leaned over, his cool lips pressed down.

Hope was startled...

"Continue to make trouble?"

Without letting her go, Waylon’s deep, husky voice resonated, the two of them very close to each other.

Hope felt the dangerous undertone in his voice and gently pushed the man away slightly.

"Who’s causing trouble?"

"You!" Waylon bit her lip softly, "Knowing I’m jealous, you still laugh."

His voice carried a tinge of displeasure, as if saying "I’m jealous, and I’m not amused."

Hope laughed helplessly.

This petty man...

She raised her hand to cover his misbehaving lips, "So what should I do?"

"Coax me."

Waylon’s voice was somewhat muffled, coming through the gaps between her fingers.

Hope felt a tingling sensation in her palm.

"Are you a child? You still need to be coaxed?"

"If you want, I am."

Hope felt Waylon Lewis was really regressing with age, his demanding to be coaxed demeanor inexplicably adorable. Seeing President Lewis, so different in front of her than in front of others...

Hope felt quite proud.

There was a strong sense of achievement.

While Hope was still chuckling to herself, her hand that was restricting his lips was pulled away, and Waylon leaned in to kiss her lips again.

Hope’s lips curled into a slight smile, she closed her eyes, not rejecting his kiss, as he skillfully pried open her lips...

"Beep! Beep!"

Suddenly, two urgent horn blasts rang out from behind.

Startled, Hope quickly pushed Waylon away, came back to her senses, and remembered they were still on a busy road.

"Cough... start driving, the light is green."

Hope straightened her hair, her face flushed with embarrassment as she hastily reminded him.

Waylon Lewis noticed her blushing face, felt a little better in mood, and started the car.