After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 244

"Of course. Only Dr. Andrew can do it. His crushed bones needed to be reassembled. If not..."

Sylvia looked at her exhausted coworkers and smiled. "Guys, cheer up. Let's do the aftermath. Push the patient to the ICU for a 24-hour observation.”

"OK, Dr. Sylvia."

The nurses struggled to stand up to deal with the aftermath.

“Thank you all for your hard work. I'll treat you to dinner in Royal Galaxy Restaurant today.” With those words, Sylvia left the operating room.

The doctors and nurses cheered behind her.

"What? Royal Galaxy Restaurant!"

"Dr. Sylvia is awesome!"

Sylvia pushed the door open and saw Winter sitting on the bench. Holding a tablet, she seemed to be working.

Upon hearing the door open, Winter stood up and walked to her. "Dr. Sylvia, how's my father doing?"

“The operation is successful. He needs to rest for a while." Sylvia took off the mask and sucked in the fresh air.

She felt tired and was about to return to her office for a rest.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded in the corridor. A woman yelled harshly, "Clark Wilson, what's wrong with you? Why didn’t you inform us about Dad's operation?"

"Sarai..." Winter turned around to greet her. The next second, she was slapped across her face, and the crisp sound echoed in the quiet corridor.

you think you are? How dare you call me Sarai!" Sarai Wilson glared at

was the oldest daughter of

and his wife Emery. Emery pretended to be kind and

swollen face. Instead of looking confident and proud in Wilson Group,

she looked at Sarai, neither humbly nor arrogantly.

busy to inform us. Why didn't you tell us? How

the Wilson Group, he fiercely suppressed his uncles and

Winter had become his assistant in the

family members had disliked Winter for a long time. Mylo had been sick and needed

the news, they rushed to the hospital. They scolded Winter because she

vented anger at

what to do with Dad's surgery. If you want to take care of him, you can watch him in the hospital

scalp, Winter gripped her hands tightly. “Let go! Let go

Her ankle twisted, so her high heels were lost. However, the

How many men have you hit on to become the chairwoman of the foundation?" Sarai roared

first been founded, Sarai longed to become the foundation's chairwoman. However,

other members of the Wilson family could only stay in the retirement home or do

had hated her

operation an excuse to give her a

she never liked anyone in the Wilson

watching without doing anything. She wasn't a saint, nor

up to them, pinched Sarai's wrist, and reminded her, "Ms. Wilson, you cannot make trouble in the

business." Sarai felt a sharp pang in her wrist, so she had to let go of

Sylvia gazed at her coldly. Rubbing her aching wrist, Sarai glared

your age. If you are

out from nowhere. They were well-trained with strong auras, attracting

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