She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor Chapter 820: 820: Go Have One Yourself

Chapter 820: Chapter 820: Go Have One Yourself

“Not painful? You’re lying to ghosts, aren’t you?” Hope’s voice was cold and angry.

All of them dislike letting others see their injuries, wanting others to pity them, making her both exasperated and helpless.

Waylon Lewis smiled lightly, indifferent to his wounds, leaned closer to Hope and hugged her, “It really doesn’t hurt.”

Hope pushed him away in annoyance.

Waylon took a deep breath.

Hope imdiately panicked, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have pushed you so hard.”

Waylon curled his lips, “Not that fragile.”

“How co you didn’t let the doctor clean up your wounds at the hospital?”

“Didn’t notice.”

Alitzel Williams and the others ca out from inside and saw Waylon Lewis topless in the broad daylight with injuries on his upper body, yet looking as if he had swallowed honey, gazing tenderly and smiling at Hope who was angry enough to have a dark face.

Alitzel tugged at her lips, glanced at the few people with various expressions beside her, blinked her eyes, and couldn’t help but remind, “Um… Little Hope, you guys be mindful…”

Hope hurriedly and carefully pulled Waylon’s clothes up, quickly dragging him upstairs.

Waylon smiled slightly.

Back in the room, Hope silently went to fetch the dical kit and walked over, speaking in annoyance, “Apply the dicine.”

Although her tone wasn’t pleasant, Waylon knew it was her caring for him.

Hope reached out to take off his shirt, only for her hands to be gently caught in Waylon’s palms, “Your hands are injured, let soone else do it.”

Hope withdrew her hands, holding the hand he used to block a knife for her, and waved it in front of him, “My injury is nothing compared to yours.

Next ti, don’t do this, I feel heartbroken.”

Waylon gave a faint smile, “Okay.”

He agreed well on the outside, but when danger truly struck, Waylon would always be the first to protect her fiercely.

Hope sighed, silently organizing the dical supplies.

Because her hands were bandaged, dealing with the wounds was indeed difficult, and eventually, they had to call in a family doctor.

Seeing it was a female doctor, Waylon coldly drove her out.

Hope looked at him, feeling both annoyed and amused, “You’ve beco finicky, huh? Covered in injuries, I find soone to treat your wounds, and you drive them away, really sothing.”

“Don’t like won.”

“Then you like n?”

Waylon’s dark eyes steadily watched her, the gaze seed to challenge, co, say that again.

Hope tugged her lips, “Fine, I’ll go find a male doctor for you.”

Waylon reached out and pulled her back, Hope stumbled and bumped into Waylon’s chest.

The sudden strong sense of pressure made Hope’s heart skip a beat, nervously asking, “What… What are you trying to do? I just said you like n, you wouldn’t be thinking of dostic violence against , would you?”

Waylon lowered his head to gaze at her, “I like n?”

“See, you admitted it!”

Waylon frowned.

Hope’s eyelashes trembled, she tugged at the corner of her lips and then quickly pulled back, almost breaking character.

“I might need to prove my sexual orientation to Mrs. Lewis.”

Hope gave two dry chuckles, sensing danger in her current situation, hurriedly standing up, “No need to prove, no need to prove, I know, I know, you sit well, I’ll go find a man… oops, find a male doctor.”

Hope quickly called another male doctor over.

Because of Hope’s remark, Waylon seed to dislike the male doctor as well, causing him to hurriedly complete the treatnt and rush out.

Hope sighed lightly, while putting a new shirt on him, she reminded, “Try to avoid water these days, don’t overuse that hand, understand?”

Waylon nodded obediently this ti, “Yes, understood.”

Hope helped him button up his shirt, feeling a bit emotional, thinking about the scene from today, she pursed her lips and snuggled into his broad chest.

“Waylon… Sorry about today.” Hope’s voice softened significantly.

“Why say sorry?”

Waylon reached out gently encircling the woman.

“I was too anxious at the ti and didn’t notice…”

“I know, you don’t need to apologize.” Waylon laughed a little, “Anyone would first hurry to leave with explosives in a situation like that, I didn’t bla you.”

Hope looked at Waylon, montarily unsure what to say.

It can only be said that she is genuinely very fortunate, whether eting Waylon or Liam Cloud, it is the luckiest thing of her life.

Hope embraced Waylon’s neck, buried in his neck, whispering softly, “Waylon… Thank you.”

Waylon held the woman tighter, his eyes full of tender smiles.

Waylon rested at ho for two days, and due to such a big event, the baby’s hundred-day banquet was postponed, although not held on schedule, it was still grand and magnificent.

Emperor Capital’s most upscale hotel was packed with guests, no one wanted to miss the Lewis family’s young master’s hundred-day celebration if they received an invitation.

Of course, there were quite a few reporters at the entrance as well.

In such crowded situations, the fear of danger is always the greatest.

Waylon deployed all the bodyguards at every corner, firstly for safety, secondly to prevent anyone from causing trouble.

Aria Richardson, along with Isla Sue and Miac Richardson, arrived early, Aria imnsely fond of the tiny three-month-old in the crib.

In Aria’s mory, this was the first ti she genuinely saw the baby.

The little pink-tinged, milk-scented fellow reaching out chubby little hands cooing adorably beyond asure.

Aria cautiously extended her hand to play with the little one, “My gosh, the baby is really too cute, I want to steal him ho.”

“Don’t even think about it.” Waylon, hearing those words, frowned slightly.

Want to steal his son?

Dream on!

Though this little one’s arrival took ti away from him and his wife being alone, soone thinking to steal him is absolutely unacceptable, don’t even think about it.

This is the son his wife risked her life to give him.

Aria clicked her tongue, “You stingy fellow, I was just talking, can’t I even joke?”

“Talking is also a no.” Waylon firmly argued.

“Look at you being stingy, Hope, look at him, I was just talking, and he won’t even allow it.”

Hope, being amused by them, chuckled.

Waylon’s gaze turned profound, and his peripheral vision caught Wyatt Lewis standing aside, he notably remarked, “She wants a child.”

Wyatt stood quietly by, inexplicably caught by his brother’s remark, stunned for a mont, “And then?”

Waylon raised his eyebrows, “When will you give her one, so she won’t keep fancying ours.”

Alitzel Williams, holding Isla’s hand, stood nearby, Alitzel echoed Waylon’s sentint following his words.

“Oh yes, I fully support Waylon in this, Aria, liking children ans having your own, you guys better hurry up, I’m actually planning to have two grandsons and two granddaughters this year, think of how lively and wonderful that’ll be.”

Wyatt’s eyelid twitched, if greed is to be discussed, his own mom is definitely the one.