"Ah?" Finally, Ellie Field snapped back to attention, her gaze flying back to Alitzel Williams. "Aunt Williams, please continue."
Alitzel Williams pulled a wry face, slightly at a loss for words, but after all, she was counting on the renowned Cynthia to perform the surgery on Old Master Lewis. Although dissatisfied with her impoliteness, she still wore a smile, "Dr. Cynthia, please examine my father-in-law soon; we're hoping to proceed with the surgery as quickly as possible."
"Of course, I'll start with..."
"No need," Old Master Lewis raised his hand to stop her, displeased. "Little Hope can treat my illness; I trust her."
Seeing Grandpa Lewis's stubbornness, Alitzel Williams pleaded earnestly, "Dad, you can't be so rigid. Dr. Cynthia is the best cardiologist there is, even if you favor Little Hope, you can't joke about your own health."
"Grandpa Lewis, please let me examine you, please trust me," Ellie Field urged, taking a desperate step forward.