Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife

Chapter 99: Chapter 99 Hello, Dr. Foster!

Two days passed quickly.

On June 20th, Sincere Hospital was bustling with activity. Besides the usual medical staff and patients, there were also participating doctors who had flown in from all over the country.

The triennial medical competition at Sincere Hospital attracted young doctors from across the nation and even the world.

Initially, the medical competition at Sincere was just a small-scale in-house contest. But after Abigail Green declined invitations from various prestigious hospitals both domestically and abroad to join Sincere, and with the addition of Jeffrey Foster, Sincere Hospital’s cardiothoracic surgery department quickly rose to the top rank in the country. With the increase in reputation, their medical competition gained widespread attention.

However, Abigail’s sudden death was a massive blow to the hospital.

To compensate for this significant loss, Sincere Hospital placed high importance on this year’s competition. Additionally, with the investment from the Piers family, they offered generous rewards, attracting many young doctors to participate.

But many doctors also traveled great distances just to pay tribute to Dr. Smith.

Elder Piers attended as a guest today, mainly to see old friends and to discuss Brandon Piers’s condition.

Due to his status, Jeffrey Foster welcomed him as soon as he entered the hospital.

Abigail quietly followed behind, watching her gentle senior brother explain today’s situation to Elder Piers. It wasn’t until the elder sat down that Jeffrey noticed the ordinary, unremarkable fat girl behind him and thought for a moment, “You are Abigail Green?”

Jeffrey Foster remembered this name.

“Yes, Dr. Foster, hello.”

She had said the same thing to Jeffrey Foster before. She didn’t expect to say it again after a lifetime.

Her heart twisted in pain.

But on the surface, Abigail could only calmly look at the other person, desperately trying to suppress the surge of longing. Rebirth was too fantastical. If she spoke out, she might be sent to the psychiatric department.

Jeffrey Foster met the fat girl’s eyes. Unlike her figure, she had an extremely beautiful pair of almond-shaped eyes. Just meeting them would give the other person the illusion of being deeply gazed at.

And he didn’t know if it was his imagination; Jeffrey Foster sensed that the fat girl seemed to be suppressing something. The melancholy in her eyes made him forget about her physical flaws and unconsciously soften his voice. “You are the Miss Green recommended by the Second Young Master?”

He deliberately didn’t say the full name. The name Abigail made his heart ache.

“Yes, sorry to trouble you, Dr. Foster,” Abigail replied, coming back to her senses.

“You’re welcome. I’ve already helped you register. You can go over there to get your number and choose the project you want to participate in,” Jeffrey Foster answered kindly and patiently.

Abigail’s eyes heated up. Her senior brother remained as considerate and gentle as ever. No matter what kind of person, he treated everyone equally, possessing the most compassionate heart in the world.

“Thank you.” Holding back her tears, Abigail nodded.

From her rebirth to now, even in the most painful and difficult times, Abigail had never cried. But at this moment, in front of the person she admired the most, she felt wronged and wanted to cry.

Yet she couldn’t.

She was no longer the Dr. Smith who could repeatedly call her senior brother, endowed with proud talents, respected by others, yet would act spoiled in front of her senior brother.

Bearing the weight of her fat, she was the unloved daughter of the Green family, Abigail Green, forced to be engaged to a scumbag.

“Go on, don’t be nervous.” Meeting the fat girl’s big watery eyes, Jeffrey Foster was stunned. He thought she was nervous, and softly reminded her.

Abigail dared not stay any longer for fear of losing control and shedding tears.

After she left, Jeffrey Foster stared blankly at her back. He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he felt this fat girl seemed to know him. What was she suppressing in her eyes?

And her tone when calling him Dr. Foster was so much like Abigail’s.

Thinking of this, Jeffrey Foster shook his head. What was he thinking?

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Double Joy: Changed a lot in the last chapter. Anyone interested can take a look.

An author always wanting to revise, rolling and begging for collections, recommendations, and comments. If not, even punching the clock is fine!

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