Chapter 7: She Ranks First in the Medical Field

A chill swept over her.

Hope shuddered violently as a terrifying male voice suddenly echoed from behind her, a voice that to Hope was like a grim reaper coming for her soul.

Hope was so frightened that her hair stood on end. She didn't dare turn around, didn't want to see, didn't want to face him, and anyway, the door was right in front of her.

"Click." She turned the handle without hesitation, and just as she was about to sprint out, two straight shadows blocked her way. Two tall bodyguards stared at her expressionlessly, standing firmly in the doorway, guns pointed at her head.

Hope bit down hard on her back teeth, "..."

Was it necessary?

Hope dejectedly turned her head. Just as she was about to speak, her nose brushed against the man's suit fabric, carrying a faint tobacco scent.

The man's sudden closeness caught Hope off guard, causing her butterfly-like lashes to tremble lightly as her whole body leaned backward, and the man's strong arm wrapped around her waist.

The man's voice, full of coldness, continued, "Breaking out of prison, huh? You think you can run, don't you?"

Fear of being caught while attempting to escape swept over Hope, and just as she looked at the man in panic, a cry came from upstairs, "Ah, Miss Ward has fainted!"

...

Joy Ward was taken to the hospital, and to prevent Hope from escaping again, Waylon Lewis forcibly dragged her to the hospital.

In the ward, Joy Ward woke up an hour later than Hope had expected.

She lay weakly on the hospital bed, her clear eyes pitiful and aggrieved as she looked at Waylon Lewis, crying as if she were mourning.

Joy Ward was also a doctor, and the doctor admitting her was her best friend Valentina River, who was now embellishing the story at the side, "President Lewis, how can Joy be so seriously injured, if the assailant had used a little more force, Joy wouldn't have woken up!"

Even Hope, who was also a doctor, was stunned.

Originally, she had felt a hint of guilt, after all, it was her who knocked Joy Ward unconscious to escape, and she was willing to apologize and compensate. Now, any remnants of guilt had completely vanished.

Joy Ward, in Hope's impression, was just like five years ago, pure, weak, fake, and pretentious.

She hadn't used that much force, and Hope didn't even get a chance to speak before Joy Ward started.

"Miss Williams, what deep hatred do I have with you? Why did you hit me so hard, Waylon, my neck hurts so much, and my head is dizzy, I thought I was going to die."

Going to die soon?

Hope was truly scared to death!

"Did you hit her?" In the ward, Waylon Lewis turned his handsome face to Hope, his gaze cold.

"Yes, I hit her." Hope rolled her eyes and stood to the side, loudly admitting it.

No sooner had Hope admitted it than Joy Ward cried even harder, clutching her chest, her eyes red, "Miss Williams, I have no enmity with you, why would you treat me like this, what did I do wrong to deserve being beaten by you?"

Beaten?

These accusations caught Hope completely off guard.

It was Hope's fault for knocking her out to escape, but she should speak clearly about it. Faint for no reason, dying all of a sudden, beaten all of a sudden? Is this a setup or what?!

"Apologize." Waylon Lewis said in a low voice.

Today, Hope had truly witnessed what it meant to be pitiful and pretentious.

"Even professional scammers aren't as good at acting as you are." Hope muttered.

"What did you say?"

Hope gave him a cold glance and said loudly, "I said, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have hurt your angel, I shouldn't have hit her so hard, I'll be gentle next time."

"You seem very unconvinced?" Waylon Lewis stared at Hope.

"No, I'm convinced, convinced, doesn't matter if I'm not convinced."

"It's okay, Waylon, don't blame Miss Williams, actually, it's okay if Miss Williams doesn't apologize, I've already forgiven her." Joy Ward said weakly, looking all gracious and kind.

"She's the one who hurt you; she should apologize to you. You don't have to speak for her."

Which ear of yours heard her speaking for me, Hope almost laughed out loud internally.

"Come out with me." Waylon Lewis said in a deep voice, his voice low and full of oppression.

Fine, I'll go out. Who's afraid of whom?

Waylon Lewis started to walk out, and Hope immediately followed.

"Waylon, I'm still feeling a bit unwell, can you stay with me?"

"Tch."

Hope felt a bit annoyed.

"Where does it hurt? Let me see. Unless Waylon Lewis is the Supreme Venerable Lord and can concoct an Immortal Pill to treat you or something?" If not for the fear that this man's gaze would pierce her, Hope would've mocked her even more.

"You! You…" Joy Ward turned red with anger. Yet, what Hope said was all true, and Joy Ward couldn't refute a single thing, her eyes widened with fury.

Joy Ward watched as Waylon Lewis and Hope left, her eyes filled with hatred, staring viciously at Hope's back.

That bitch!

"Joy, was that Hope back there, how did she come back?" Valentina River, who had just spoken up for Joy Ward, asked.

Back in medical college, Hope was universally acknowledged as number one, beautiful, favored by professors, extremely talented in medicine, winning numerous awards, with countless admirers, a truly enviable, yet unmatchable existence.

The more this was the case, the more some people were jealous, and some people didn't accept it. Valentina River and Joy Ward were among them.

Later, in sophomore year, when everyone thought Hope's future would be bright, she was suddenly expelled from the college. They heard it was because she had an affair with a professor and was caught by the professor's wife. To cover up the scandal, the college expelled Hope on the spot.

The matter was suppressed by the college, and with Hope's departure, it ended, but there were always people gossiping behind the scenes.

After Hope's departure, Joy Ward, who was pure-looking and beautiful, with a good family background, immediately rose to prominence.

"It was her." Joy Ward gritted her teeth.

She couldn't believe it when she saw Hope, that this woman had actually come back.

Five years, she had been by Waylon Lewis' side, but Waylon had never mentioned marrying her. She knew this man's temperament, so she didn't dare bring it up, thinking after a few more years, as she was right beside Waylon, that he would marry her. But she never expected, before she could wait, that this woman, Hope, would have come back.

Truly haunting!

"It really is her. Joy, you know, don't you, your cardiothoracic surgery department recently had a director parachuted in from studying abroad, named Cynthia, ranked first in the medical world, extremely famous in Country Y, her medical skills revered as mythical. I heard her Chinese surname is also Qin; do you think it's possible she's Hope…"

"Are you talking about the one the hospital director personally invited?"

"Yeah."

This matter had spread throughout the hospital. Being personally invited back by the director, rapidly promoted to director at a young age, and given a private office by the director, such a person couldn't possibly be fake.

Moreover, this person was quite mysterious, and no one at the hospital had seen her yet.

Joy Ward let out a cold laugh, "Are you kidding, Valentina? Are you saying Cynthia, just because her Chinese surname is also Qin, might be Hope? Have you got it wrong? How could Cynthia be that notorious woman, expelled before finishing sophomore year?"