Chapter 46
"Someone says he has a wife on Twitter." Tiffany''s mother felt a bit worried, "The Evans family and
your grandpa enjoy a good reputation. You can''t ruin it."
"I know, mom. He promises me that he will get divorced," said Tiffany with a smile, "Just rx. I will
request him to make our rtionship public."
"OK." Neve always thought it dubious.
How did her daughter be the girl whom Franklin had sought for ten years?
Tiffany stayed with her 10 years ago. When did she have a romance with the young Franklin?
She could not figure it out.
But if Tiffany finally became Mrs. Maskelyne, she would definitely be the heir of the Evans family.
Neve fantasized about it and went to the Lilypad General Hospital with Tiffany.
Eddie Evans, Emmanuel''s brother, was sitting beside the bed and chatting with the old Evans, "Dad, I
hear that Dr. Sylvia''s skill is consummate. Tomorrow, I will ask if she can check for you. She only has
one surgery a month."
It seemed that the old Evans was not so sprightly. He shook his head and said, "Come on. I cannot be
healed for a while. Only if you don''t make me angry, I will get better soon."
"Dad, how about listening to the tune Edda practiced in the morning?" Eddie hurried to take his phone
and showed the video to the old Evans.
As Neve walked into the ward, she saw this scene. She couldn''t help but roll her eyes and said, "Eddie,
dad doesn''t feel good. Why do you still ask him to teach Edda?"
"Listen to yourself, Neve," Eddie frowned and rebutted, "He''s bored. I just show him the video to amuse
him."
"Grandpa, are you feeling better?" Tiffany stepped in front of the bed and asked concernedly.
"Not bad." The old Evans got distraught when his sons and their wives got together and quarreled with
each other. "Leave me alone. I need to be quiet. My carer can take good care of me."
"Grandpa, I just got here..." Tiffany wanted to get close to the old Evans. How could she make their
rtionship better if he asked her to leave as she just came here?
"Do what you need to do. Don''t be here so frequently." The old Evans then covered himself in the quilt
after he finished saying such words.
Neve winked at Tiffany and left with her. And she didn''t forget to call Eddie, "Eddie, just go."
Eddie reluctantly stood up and got out of the ward.
...
Hardly when Sylvia arrived at the hospital did she be called to the director''s office.
"Director, do you need me?"
The hospital director wrung his hands, looking at her awkwardly, and said, "Dr. Sylvia, I''ve got a huge
favor to ask."
"Come on. Who let you ask me to do surgery for him?" Sylvia sat on the couch, crossing her legs
elegantly. Her beautiful beady eyes showed that she had known everything.
The director smiled and continued, "No one can pull the wool over your eyes, Dr. Sylvia. But he didn''t
ask me to. I ask you."
"Oh?" Sylvia raised her brows.
"I have an old friend. We know each other for more than twenty years. He was exasperated by his
offspring and got sick. He needs bypass surgery." The director shook his head, "I don''t trust others but
you. Here are the test results of his condition. I examine him by myself."
He put the results in front of Sylvia.
"Hypertension and diabetes? And four bypasses are needed for him. Mr. Remy can do it. I''m not the
only person," the beautiful woman sat on the couch and said.
She wore a grass-green dress with a white coat today, which made people feelfortable and
refreshed.
Her twinkling eyes, especially, were impressive as they focused on you.
"Mr. Remy did surgery in the morning. I''m afraid he can''t stand for another surgery which needs four
bypasses." The director sighed, "Dr. Sylvia, I know the contract between you and the hospital and I
cannot force you. We didn''t give you a sry before because you charged based on the difficulty of the
surgeries. But at least, we are colleagues now. I know your rules and I almost refuse others'' requests
no matter how important they were. It''s the first time that I have asked you. Please."
Sylvia murmured to herself. After a while, she spoke with her full lips opened, "We are colleagues,
aren''t we? I can take it, but I need you to transfer a patient to this hospital, and his cost of treatment
should be waived. His family is having a hard time."
"Dr. Sylvia, you are never at a loss. Deal." The director smiled, with his head shaking slightly, "I bring
you to my old friend now."
"We will meet in the operating room at 9 a.m. tomorrow. I will send the information of my patience to
you." Sylvia stood up as she finished speaking.
At 2 p.m., Levi Thomson, the worker who had an ident during the construction of the Wilson family''s
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Hotel, was transferred to Lilypad General Hospital.
Looking frightened, his wife asked the nurse urgently, "Miss, why are you transferring my husband?"
"The health care of Lilypad General Hospital is rtively the best in Larro. Don''t worry. We will
reimburse your husband for any expense of his treatment," the nurse said, smiling, and then walked
away with her medicine cart.
Levi''s wife was called Cara Rees. In normal times, Levi worked in Larro while she nted crops and
looked after their children in the countryside.
After Levi got injured, the family lost the breadwinner. Shemended the children to Levi''s parents
and took care of Levi in Larro.
However, the cost of ICU was sky-high. She nearly lent money from nearly all her rtives. The
unscrupulous employer of the constructionpany, named Otto, left 100,000 dors and vanished.
And she couldn''t contact him.
In the ICU, the cost was more than 10,000 dors. The money was soon used up.
These days, Cara almost cried all her tears. And luck just happened to her suddenly?
The hospital reimbursed all the expenses?
It was like the universe just gave her a gift.
Sylvia stepped out of the office and came to the corridor of the ICU, seeing Cara wiping away her tears.
She looked like in her early forties but she was actually in her thirties. Toiling made her look tired, her
face dotted with some freckles.
The clothes she wore were made of sackcloth, with a pair of man-made shoes. They were worn but
tidy.
Sylvia walked to her and asked, "Are you Levi''s wife Cara?"
She had read the information of Levi.
"Yes. You are?" Cara looked at her in surprise. She had never seen such a beautifuldy who was
prettier than the stars on TV.
"I''m Sylvia. A doctor. I have known about your husband''s situation." Sylvia put her hands in the pockets
of her white coat, "I will do the craniotomy for him. I have to clean the clots in his brain. And his right leg
and arms are broken. You know these."
"Yes. The doctor in the other hospital said he was about to be in a vegetative state." Cara cried again
as she said so. She doubted if such a young doctor could cure his husband.
"Don''t cry. All the surgeries are risky." Sylvia said calmly, trying to soothe Cara, "So is a craniotomy.
There is still hope. We arrange his surgery in the morning of the day after tomorrow. We can''t put it off
any longer."
"I see. Thank you, Dr. Sylvia." Cara cried more loudly. Her eyes were red. Now she knew why the
hospital would reimburse all the expenses. It was for the young doctor to practice with his husband.
She just cried and covered her face with her hands, sitting in front of the door of the ICU.
But she was too poor to ask a good doctor for help.
She had nothing to do but ept it because it was the only hospital that didn''t need her to pay.
Her family was just too poor.
...
In a romantic fancy restaurant for French food.
A charming man in a ck shirt sat on his seat. Reserved and noble. He put a sliced steak into his
mouth in an elegant manner.