Finally, amidst this oppressive atmosphere, someone came out of the resuscitation room.
The patient’s family members surged forward, but someone was faster than them.
It was Waylon Lewis. He frowned tightly and stared at the doctor coming out, asking in a deep voice, "How is Hope Williams?"
"Director Williams?" The female doctor paused for a moment, looking at the man with suspicion. It should be the patient’s condition that was asked first during a rescue, not how the doctor was.
Despite her suspicion, seeing the man’s anxious expression, the female doctor immediately replied, "Director Williams is fine, the surgery was successful, both mother and child are safe."
With the female doctor’s words, everyone sighed in relief, "That’s wonderful, thank you, thank you so much..."
In a wave of joy, Waylon Lewis’s frown did not ease.
Hope Williams slowly walked out of the operating room. She walked somewhat slowly, her complexion not looking great, appearing very tired.
The surgery had lasted more than seven hours, and she was the chief surgeon, which could only imagine how hard it must have been.
The obstetrician who had reminded Hope Williams before entering the operating room quickly came over to support her, "Are you alright? Your complexion looks very bad."
Hope Williams touched her slightly bloated lower abdomen, covering her belly, bending slightly in discomfort.
The obstetrician quickly bent down to support her, "Director Williams?"
A series of urgent footsteps approached from afar, the comer pushed the female doctor aside, pulling her to the side, and with strong and forceful arms, pulled Hope Williams and bent down to hold her in his arms.
Suddenly lifted off the ground, Hope Williams was startled, and her gaze fell on Waylon Lewis’s grim face.
Seeing it was Waylon Lewis, Hope Williams’s face turned even paler, she bit her lower lip, and without him having to say anything, she knew he was angry.
But she was very tired now, and didn’t want to talk much, leaning against his chest she just asked, "Why are you here?"
Her voice was somewhat low, sounding weak.
Waylon Lewis pursed his lips without responding, and finally glanced at the obstetrician, "Check her."
The obstetrician was stunned for a moment, immediately realized, and this man was Hope Williams’s husband, she dared not delay, and nodded, "Follow me."
Waylon Lewis pursed his lips, carrying Hope Williams and quickly followed the obstetrician.
Waylon Lewis carried Hope Williams into the examination room, the doctor was to check Hope Williams, asking Waylon Lewis to step out first.
Waylon Lewis pressed his lips together, turned around, and waited outside.
Hope Williams was also very worried at the moment; she had already felt some swelling and pain in her lower abdomen, but at the critical moment of the surgery, she persisted and completed it.
The success of the surgery and the safety of the patient was the biggest comfort to her now.
Hope Williams placed her hand on her abdomen, stroking it and continuously comforting herself that the baby would be fine.
After a thorough examination, the doctor confirmed there was no major problem with Hope Williams, but the swelling and pain in the lower abdomen still needed attention. She prescribed Hope Williams with medication to stabilize the pregnancy and strongly advised her to rest well and avoid exertion.
Waylon Lewis entered and left the room with a cold face, inquired about the situation, and his expression slightly improved upon confirming Hope Williams was not in serious trouble.
He had an extra piece of clothing in his hand that he wrapped around Hope Williams, seeing his expressionless face, Hope Williams obediently did not resist.
Dressed properly, Hope Williams obediently raised her hand, being held in his arms.
Wyatt Lewis leaned against the corridor wall, seeing Waylon Lewis carrying Hope Williams out, he instinctively went up to inquire, "Brother, sister-in-law is alright, right?"
Waylon Lewis didn’t speak, he didn’t even look at him.
Wyatt Lewis tugged at his own lip, feeling a sudden anxiety, his mind replayed everything that had happened throughout the entire day, but couldn’t find where he might have angered his older brother.
Why the cold face towards him then?
Hope Williams sneakily turned her head back, her expression distressed as she glanced at Wyatt Lewis.
Wyatt Lewis blinked, understanding the situation - his brother was upset with his sister-in-law, and fortunately, it had nothing to do with him. Thank goodness, his life was spared.
Waylon Lewis’s expression remained unchanged until they drove home, and he continued to ignore her.
Hope Williams was somewhat unsure of what to do.
She knew he was just angry. He was angry that she had clearly promised him to temporarily stop performing surgeries, yet she still went ahead.
He was angry that she had nearly put herself and their baby in danger.
Hope Williams opened her mouth but indeed didn’t know what to say. He laid her on the bed, pulled up the blanket over her, his movements still gentle, but his eyes held a trace more of anger.
Hope Williams quickly grabbed him.
Waylon Lewis stopped, his eyes deep as he looked at her.
Hope Williams silently spread her hands.
Waylon Lewis furrowed his brows, "What are you doing?"