Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride

Chapter 1126 - 1122: Immediate Surgery Required

Evander Lancaster raised an eyebrow and stood up from his chair, "What, your child is running all over the place, and you still expect me to stay celibate?""Director, I don’t dare to presume. If other colleagues in the hospital heard you say that, it would definitely lead to a misunderstanding."

Chloe Zimmerman waved her hand dramatically, and Evander Lancaster moved his chair aside and walked out, saying, "You carry on, I’m heading back now."

Watching Evander’s figure exit, Chloe shook her head uncertainly, "I really don’t get it, now it’s all the rage to use such tactics to chase women."

Sophia Hamilton finished her ultrasound and, following Evander’s instructions, went to the fifth floor, and knocked on the door when she found the office of the head physician.

Inside the office, Evander Lancaster adjusted his mask before speaking, "Come in!"

Sophia pushed the door open and entered, "Doctor, I finished the ultrasound."

"Hmm, hand it over, let me take a look." Evander Lancaster sat at his desk, putting on a facade of seriousness again.

Chicken breast walked in and placed the sheet with the image on the desk, and Evander picked it up, saying blandly, "Sit down."

Sophia settled down by the desk, her anxious expression never leaving Evander’s face as if afraid of missing any critical details.

Looking over the ultrasound report, it was as he thought, mastitis with slight hyperplasia, not a tumor at all. However, Evander maintained a serious demeanor, saying, "It is a tumor. Surgery is needed immediately."

Sophia Hamilton...

If it wasn’t for the backrest of the chair, she might have fallen, her hands trembling on the desk as she bit her lip, asking in a bloodless tone, "Is it benign or malignant?"

"Well..."

Evander placed the sheet on the desk, his gaze still on it, deliberately drawing out his words, "We need to take a sample during surgery for pathology."

"Doctor, is surgery really necessary? I’m still so young..." Sophia spoke with a sob, tears already welling in her eyes, clutching the desk tightly. "I don’t want a total removal..."

Evander leaned back in his chair with seeming difficulty, his hands interlaced, with the thumbs fidgeting unconsciously, looking up as he hissed, "Well, during surgery, I’ll assess. If part can be left, it won’t be removed."

Sophia sniffled, still teary, "Thank you, doctor, in advance."

"No thanks needed, just doing my duty." Evander boasted shamelessly, then sat up straight and said to Sophia, "Let’s proceed with the surgery now."

Sophia Hamilton...

After a moment’s hesitation, she asked hesitantly, "Shouldn’t I pay for the surgery first?"

"Oh, look at me, in a hurry I forgot." Evander laughed awkwardly, then continued, "But it’s fine, you can pay after it’s done."

"Do I need to be hospitalized..."

"Hmm... depends on your physical condition."

"But I don’t want to worry my mom,"

"I’ll aim for a minimally invasive procedure for you,"

Ten minutes later, Sophia lay on a hospital bed in the surgical consultation room. Evander, dressed in a white coat with a white mask and cap, held a syringe seemingly drawing medicine, while Sophia shook in fear.

"Doctor, will it hurt?"

Evander turned back around; on the hospital bed, Sophia was just wearing a zip-up sweatshirt, holding it tightly around herself.

"Afraid of pain?" Evander raised an eyebrow, and Sophia nodded, "Yes," her doll-like face already bloodless.

Seeing it was about time, Evander put down the syringe, walked over, and began removing his mask, speaking with a half-smile, "If you’re afraid of pain, let’s not do it."

Sophia was just about to ask if the surgery could not be done when Evander’s half-smiling face appeared, stunning her into silence with her mouth agape.

Lying on the hospital bed, her doll-like face showed rich expression; Evander was amused by her look, patted the bed, and asked, "Are you frozen?"

Sophia, realizing what happened, let out an "Ah..." shriek, quickly sat up from the bed, and guardedly looked at Evander while fumblingly zipping up her sweatshirt and cursing angrily, "Pervert! Creep!" Once zipped, she quickly fled.

The sound of Evander’s joyful laughter echoed in the consultation room.

Sophia, still feeling apprehensive, got into her car, her chest heaving as she cursed angrily, "Pervert! Such scum could still be a doctor!"

When pulling the seatbelt, she suddenly paused. Someone using their position to act like a lecher should be reported to the hospital. The director should criticize him, and his medical license should be revoked...

Releasing the seatbelt, Sophia was about to push open the car door to lodge a complaint but reconsidered, pulling her leg back. She didn’t have evidence; she might end up becoming a laughing stock instead.

"Damn, just consider it being bitten by a dog!" she cursed furiously, driving away in her Mini QQ.

In the office, Evander leaned back, smoking, with Sophia’s pale yellow round-neck sweater thrown on his desk. He twirled it with his fingers, examined it up and down, and then tossed it into the trash bin.

Once home, Sophia dove into the bathroom, standing under the shower, lathering repeatedly with bath gel while cursing internally; scum, pervert, blessed with a pretty face!

Her fingertips unconsciously touched the painful area, pressing gently; the swelling seemed to have reduced. Could it be...

Sophia’s face flushed red.

That scum’s gentle rub indeed relieved the pain a lot. Even now, it still felt slightly uncomfortable but not as swollen as before.

She also massaged it a bit, feeling much better than before; maybe it wasn’t a tumor at all, and she was just overthinking.

...

Juliana Lancaster returned from the market carrying a reusable bag. Upon entering the house, she heard the sound of running water from the bathroom and muttered to herself, "This child, taking a shower in this cold weather."

She changed into slippers and called toward the bathroom, "Sophia, you’re back?"

"Ah, Mom, did you go shopping?" Sophia responded, turning off the shower, wrapping a towel around her body, and another around her hair as she stepped out of the bathroom.

"You child, taking a bath in such cold weather, aren’t you afraid of catching a cold?"

Juliana chided with a frown, carrying the vegetables to the kitchen. Sophia followed her mother into the kitchen, smiling, "I’ve been out all day, just wanted a shower to relax a bit."

Juliana, unpacking vegetables from the reusable bag, asked, "Have you found a job?"

Sophia pouted, hesitatingly saying, "Not yet,"

Juliana glanced up, "You might as well stop looking; even if you find one, it won’t last long."