Chapter 27 Unless Stepping on My Corpse After a brief exchange with Old Mr. Wilson, Dr. Watson and Dean Foley entered the ICU.
When they came out, Dean Foley looked relieved.
âDr. Watson says he has a seventy percent certainty in this surgery.â
Old Mr. Wilson nodded, exhaling slowly. âThen letâs proceed with the surgery.â
âYes, surgery,â Old Mrs. Wilson agreed. âThe sooner, the better.â
Dean Foley took out the surgical consent form, glanced at it, and handed it to Ava. âMrs.
Wilson, please sign. The operating room is already prepared.â
As Ava was about to take the pen, the surgical consent form was snatched away by a pair of hands and quickly torn into pieces, turning into a pile of waste paper.
âI disagree with Dr. Watson being the lead surgeon for Henryâs surgery,â Evelyn said firmly.
âThere will be better doctors.â
âOh!â Dr. Watson, for the first time in his professional career, was angered by such disrespect. âIt seems like someone here doesnât welcome me. Dean Foley, my time is limited. get in touch with me after itâs sorted out.â
âDr. Watson,â Dean Foley hurriedly tried to explain, but Dr. Watson was not receptive and walked away.
What Dean Foley had feared most was that Dr. Watson would refuse to be the lead surgeon for this operation Unexpectedly in the end it was ruined by a young girl Chapter 27 Unless Stepping on My Corpse Glancing at Evelyn, Dean Foley shook his head helplessly. âThink it over; Iâll go try to appease Dr.
Watson.â
âThereâs nothing to think about. Arrange the surgery immediately.â Old Mr. Wilsonâs face was dark.
âEvelyn, youâre just someone Henry like; youâre not recognized by The Wilson family. You have no right to intervene in Henryâs affairs.â
Evelyn gave Old Mr. Wilson a faint glance.
âThe one without the right is you,â her voice was icy. âI am his legal wife, and his matters can only be decided by me. Unless I die, you have no say.â
âAre you not thinking of letting Henry live?â Old Mr. Wilson glared.
Evelyn lowered her eyes and fell silent.
She wanted Henry to live more than anyone else, but there was no need to explain to these people.
âIn any case, I disagree with Dr. Watson being the lead surgeon.â
âI also disagree.â Alexander suddenly walked out and stood behind Evelyn.
Old Mr. Wilson trembled with anger. âHave you also turned against us?â
âThis is just what Henry wanted.â Alexander explained in a muffled voice. âHenry instructed that after he lost consciousness, everything should be decided by Evelyn.â
He glanced at Evelyn, thinking of Evelynâs almost frantic appearance just now while searching for Henry, making his tone more resolute. Just hope that this decision is not wrong.
Old Mr. Wilson couldnât tolerate it anymore. âAlexander, have you forgotten how she troubled Henry?â
âI remember, but I still donât agree. If Henry wake up to find out that Iâve gone against his wishes, heâll kill me.â
âYou!â Old Mr. Wilson, infuriated, punched him. Nevertheless, he was more determined to proceed with the surgery. Due to the Wilson familyâs stake in this hospital, as long as he agrees, the surgery can proceed even without a signed consent form.
Evelyn seemed to perceive his intentions and blocked the entrance of the ICU.
âIf you want to take him out, youâll have to step over my dead body.â
Chapter 27 Unless Stepping on My Corpse âDavid, get her out of here!â Old Mr. Wilson shouted.
David hesitated for a moment, then silently retreated to Alexanderâs side.
He used to look down on Evelyn, but this time, even though he knew Dr. Watsonâs capabilities, he decided to trust Evelynâs decision. Or rather, to trust Henryâs decision.
The standoff continued, and Dean Foley returned with Dr. Watson.
Dr. Watsonâs attitude seemed to have improved, and he took the initiative to approach Evelyn. *Miss, Iâve performed thousands of surgeries. As the saying goes: âPractice makes perfect.â I believe you can trust me.â
Evelyn lifted her eyelids. âYou might not know another saying: âA lifetime of reputation can be ruined in a moment.â
Taking advantage of his unguarded state, she suddenly grabbed Dr. Watsonâs hand.
âAh!â A cry of pain echoed in the hospital corridor.