She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 226 - The Stigma of Plagiarism

Chapter 226: Chapter 226 The Stigma of Plagiarism

Chapter 226 -226 The Stigma of Plagiarism

The next morning, Waylon Lewis woke up in a bad mood.

Alitzel Williams was at the hospital with Grandpa Lewis, Hope Williams had to work, and was busy preparing for surgery, so the responsibility of taking care of Luke and Willow fell on Wyatt Lewis and Enzo White.

When Waylon came downstairs, he didn’t see Hope, which made his face grow colder. Wyatt couldn’t help but shiver, exchanging glances with Enzo.

Enzo shifted his eyes: “What’s up with Brother Waylon?”

Wyatt twisted his lips: “He probably had a fight with his wife, should we run?”

Enzo nodded subtly: “If we don’t run now, then when?”

Each of them picked up a kid, ready to escape in the low pressure.

“Where is she?”

The chilly voice tinged with hoarseness swept in, freezing their steps.

Who? His wife!

Right, thankfully, he was smart enough to figure out who it was just from the word ‘brother.’

Holding Willow, Wyatt turned his head trembling, “Sister-in-law… Sister-in-law…”

Waylon’s gaze swept over, and Wyatt felt a gulp in his heart, desperately looking towards Enzo for help, but Enzo quickly avoided Wyatt’s pleading eyes.

Don’t look at me, I just arrived.

“Uh… Sister-in-law…”

Wyatt couldn’t manage to get a word out, Waylon was feeling irritated.

“Mommy went to the hospital very early today,” Luke replied helplessly in place of Wyatt.

Wyatt was grateful.

Ah, Luke was his lifesaver.

“Mommy had a lot to do at the hospital. There was an emergency with a patient this morning, so she left at six,” Luke added.

“Mm,” Waylon responded deeply, grabbing his coat and walking out.

Leaving Wyatt and Enzo in a pool of panic amidst the cold air.

At eleven in the morning, after finishing a four-hour surgery, Hope Williams sat in her office reviewing medical records. She planned to visit Grandpa Lewis, but the office door was pushed open before she could leave.

Ellie Field walked in with her chin held high as usual, looking down on everyone.

Hope’s eyes moved slightly, reflecting a hint of coldness, “What are you here for?”

“Of course, to see how you are, my dear senior,” Ellie said as she flopped down on an empty chair and casually started browsing through the medical records on Hope’s desk.

“There are only two days left to submit the thesis and surgical plan, you seem quite calm,” Hope snapped the pen cap closed, her voice cold.

“Have you finished yours, senior?” Ellie asked tentatively.

Hope’s eyes flashed, looking up at her, “Whether I’m done or not is none of your business.”

Ellie adjusted her hair, “I was just asking.”

Hope sneered inwardly.

She could guess what Ellie was thinking, “Oh, since that’s the case, please leave, I’m very busy.”

Hope stood up, holding several medical reports, but Ellie remained standing, continuously glancing toward Hope’s computer screen. Hope blocked her way to the computer.

“Looking at what?”

Ellie rolled her eyes, “What a miser, it wouldn’t kill you to let me look, huh, you think I’m keen on it? I’ve already prepared mine, just you wait to lose.”

“Oh, then I’ll wait.”

Ellie rolled her eyes and strutted out. Hope glanced at the computer, hooked her lips, and locked the office door in front of Ellie.

Ellie’s face darkened instantly, stamping her foot, “What do you mean, Hope Williams?”

Hope played innocent, “What do you mean, what do I mean?”

“Locking the door, are you afraid I’d steal your stuff?”

“Did I say I locked it because of you? Why assume such a self-serving interpretation, you fool?” Hope tossed the keys, her tone light, her eyes filled with indifferent amusement.

Ellie realized that she reacted too hastily.

She glared at Hope fiercely, suppressing her anger as she left.

Just a few steps away, she received a call from Vivia Fuller.

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With leverage in Vivia’s hands, Ellie’s tone was unusually ingratiating, “Miss Fuller, what can I do for you?”

“Did you finish writing the thesis and the plan?” Vivia asked bluntly.

No matter what, she couldn’t allow Hope to succeed with this surgery, because with her skills, she would definitely cure Grandpa Lewis, and if her identity as Cynthia was exposed, it would bring no benefit to her.

Thus, Vivia had to block her at all costs.

Although she knew Ellie was foolish, at least according to her, since she and Hope came from the same mentor, and Hope had such capability, she believed Ellie wouldn’t be too far off. This was the only path she could take, so she had to take a gamble.

Ellie stuttered, “I… haven’t finished yet…”

What a waste of a thesis she couldn’t write.

Vivia felt a headache from her anger, “Then why aren’t you rushing to write it?”

“I can’t write it… I…”

A waste, a total waste!

Vivia was furious.

“Did that bitch Hope finish it?”

Ellie shivered under Vivia’s loud voice, hastily spilling everything she knew, “I just came from her office, seeing how cautious she was, it seems like she has finished it.”

Hope was not one to procrastinate; she always finished her tasks promptly.

So, Ellie was even more convinced Hope had completed it.

“Have you figured out what to do yet?”

Ellie’s eyes hardened, “Don’t worry, I already have a plan.”

“Tell me.”

“Since she’s finished it, why on earth should I not take it?” Ellie smirked coldly, “If she gets the stigma of plagiarism on her back this time, wouldn’t she be doomed forever?”