She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 29: Chapter 29 Joy Ward is definitely a genius in the medical field

“Mm, hard work.” Waylon Lewis responded indifferently, his expression cold.

“Waylon…” Seeing Waylon Lewis about to leave, Joy Ward desperately wanted to call him back.

Waylon Lewis stopped in his tracks and turned his head slightly, his voice cool and detached, “Is there something else?”

Joy Ward pursed her lips and hurriedly stepped forward, coming in front of Waylon Lewis, looking at him affectionately, “Waylon, about the matter your mother brought up at the dinner table today, I want to hear your thoughts. Waylon, I’ve been by your side for five years. Throughout these years, I’ve wholeheartedly treated Grandpa, carefully following you. Your parents and mine hope that we can settle our marriage soon. Waylon, let’s get engaged, shall we? You wouldn’t want to keep the elders worried over our affair, right?”

Joy Ward nervously observed Waylon Lewis’s expression and seeing his cold face furrowed with brows, she panicked and immediately said, “Waylon, I’m not pressuring you; I’m just anxious without a definite answer, Waylon…”

“Joy, I thought I made it clear to you five years ago that I already have responsibilities to fulfill, and I will not marry you.”

“What responsibilities?” Joy Ward looked at Waylon Lewis with a gaze full of urgency, unwilling to be rejected just like that. She had waited for him for so many years; she couldn’t possibly give up.

In her haste, Joy Ward grasped Waylon Lewis’s arm, “Waylon, are you using this as an excuse to put me off? You… you’ve already divorced Hope Williams…”

Joy Ward hesitated as a piercing cold gaze fell upon her, making her feel as if her throat had been clenched, and she dared not breathe out loud.

Waylon Lewis gave her a cold glance, said nothing, and walked away.

“Waylon, I won’t give up.” Joy Ward clenched her fists tight and watched the retreating figure of Waylon Lewis, her trembling voice shouting loudly.

She couldn’t believe that Waylon Lewis would be so heartless towards her.

He had previously said he would marry her, which meant he had feelings for her.

As for the responsibility he mentioned now, Joy Ward really couldn’t figure out what he was referring to.

What she needed to do now was to cure that old geezer so that the Lewis Family would be grateful to her, then both Mother Lewis and Father Lewis would be on her side. By the end, how could Waylon Lewis refuse her?

Thinking thus, Joy Ward took out the crumpled prescription from her pocket, looking disdainfully at the medicinal herbs listed, and snorted coldly, “I thought it was some remarkable prescription, but it’s just this stuff. Hah, as if these herbs could save the old man’s life. Laughable.”

“Joy? Are you still worrying about Elder Lewis?” A robust voice sounded from behind her.

Startled, Joy Ward’s body trembled, and she abruptly clenched the prescription in her hand. This action did not escape Elder Murphy’s notice.

“Master, what brings you here?” Joy Ward immediately put on a relaxed demeanor.

“Forgot? Today was the day previously arranged with the Lewis Family for Elder Lewis’s treatment.”

Joy Ward eagerly assisted Elder Murphy to sit beside Old Master Lewis’s bed, looked at Old Master Lewis, and said helplessly, “Grandpa Lewis’s illness indeed needs more attention, but Grandpa Lewis is much better now.”

Elder Murphy closed his eyes, placed his hand on Old Master Lewis’s pulse, and began the pulse diagnosis.

After a while, Elder Murphy’s eyes brightened, he sighed deeply, and a joyful yet curious smile appeared on his face, “Joy, may I observe your next treatment process?”

Joy Ward’s face stiffened. Treatment process? She had no such process.

The one treating Old Master had always been Hope Williams with a few needles, and she had never even watched.

However, why would Elder Murphy say this? Could he have discovered something?

Joy Ward’s heart tightened, and her hands clenched nervously at her sides, “Master, why do you ask? Is Grandpa Lewis’s illness not…”

Elder Murphy turned around solemnly to look at Joy Ward, saw her nervous look, and smiled kindly, “Joy, don’t be nervous. Elder Lewis is not in grave danger, quite the contrary, he has improved a lot, all thanks to you. I just thought, given that Elder Lewis was originally near the end of his life, he has significantly improved through your treatment and recovered at a pace far exceeding my expectations. I’d like to see your treatment process so I can learn as well.”

Joy Ward’s mouth twitched.

Great improvement?

How exactly did that wretched Hope Williams manage this?

At the moment, all Joy Ward could do was to force a stiff smile to hide her panic, “Master, your medical skills are exceptional; how dare I show off in front of you?”

“No, no, no, Joy, you are being too modest. Looking at it now, in terms of medical skills, I might even have to learn from you.”

Joy Ward’s heart skipped a beat.@@novelbin@@

What on earth was Elder Murphy talking about?

Although he was complimenting her, she knew very well that it was Hope Williams’ doing, and the person he was praising was also Hope Williams.

But how could Hope Williams’ medical skills be higher than Elder Murphy’s?

Joy Ward kept reassuring herself in her heart that it was impossible; it must have been some fluke that Hope Williams had managed to save Old Master Lewis, and there was no way her medical skills could surpass Elder Murphy’s.

How could she, a mere high school graduate, have medical skills that exceeded Elder Murphy’s?

Seeing Joy Ward’s panicky expression, Elder Murphy was a bit puzzled. “Joy, what’s wrong? Are you not happy?”

Happy?

How could she possibly be happy?

It was all that damned Hope Williams!

Joy managed to compose herself quickly, her face still smiling, and she quickly deflected, “Happy, of course I’m happy to receive Master’s praise, but Master, it’s a long story about the process, and I can’t explain it in just a few words. Can I show you my treatment plan some other time?”

Elder Murphy didn’t suspect Joy Ward’s words and naturally knew that the treatment process was too complex to be explained in just a few sentences, so he decided to wait and see her treatment plan.

“Joy, what were you just hiding there?”

Joy Ward gripped the prescription in her hand tighter, her expression slightly taken aback, but she quickly regained her composure. “No, nothing, just a prescription.”

“Oh? A prescription? Let me have a look.”

“It’s not much to look at, Master, I think this prescription isn’t perfect yet, it needs improvement.”

“No matter, if it’s not perfect yet, make it perfect. I’ll help you look and make adjustments.”

Joy Ward was in a bit of a panic, but since Elder Murphy had already said so, further refusal on her part would seem deliberate.

Joy handed over the prescription to Elder Murphy nervously and anxiously, comforting herself that he wouldn’t be able to tell anything odd about it.

At the same time, she still scorned Hope Williams’ prescription, doubting what good prescription she could possibly come up with.

“Joy!” Elder Murphy’s eyes were fixated on the prescription, scrutinizing it carefully, not wanting to miss a single word.

Joy Ward bit her lower lip, her fingers nervously intertwined as she watched his expressions.

Thinking to herself that this lousy prescription from that damned Hope Williams had better not get her scolded.

“Master, is there a problem?” Joy Ward tentatively asked.

A trace of shock flickered through Elder Murphy’s lifted eyes.

“Joy, this prescription is brilliant, truly brilliant. These herbs may seem unassuming, but together they have a miraculous effect on the treatment. I’ve studied cardiothoracic surgery for so many years, and this is the first time I’ve seen such an ingenious prescription. Joy, your talent for medicine is immeasurable.”

Joy Ward felt like her back teeth were going to shatter, but she still smiled modestly on the surface, “Master, you flatter me.”

Hope Williams!

Again, Hope Williams, was Elder Murphy sure he wasn’t mistaken about the prescription?

How could that be possible!