A beautiful woman should have a nice name, right?
“Three days…” the beautiful woman answered vaguely.
“What?”
“I… haven’t eaten for three days.”
Zhang Yumei was shocked, “Three days without eating?”
No way?
It wasn’t intentional deception. In fact, this willful princess truly hadn’t eaten a single grain of rice for three days – what she consumed was exquisite cakes, profiteroles, ice cream, imported cherries, greenhouse-grown wild berries, organic fruit juice from a five-star hotel, and a frost-降 beef steak that took much coaxing to eat a few bites.
The soft-hearted intern nurse’s compassion overflowed, almost bringing sympathetic tears to her eyes.
Before she could weave a fairy tale narrative similar to Snow White or Cinderella about a beautiful woman mistreated by a stepmother, hurried footsteps were already approaching.
A large group of fierce-looking, burly men suddenly appeared from upstairs and downstairs, startling the soup spoon from Zhang Yumei’s hand.
She swallowed hard, unable to speak.
Where are the hospital guards?
The “high-level” security personnel always wear plain clothes to blend in, no wonder the intern nurse couldn’t recognize them.
The security door slammed open again, this time revealing a neatly suited, familiar silver-haired elderly gentleman.
The beautiful woman remained indifferent, continuing to bury her head in eating fried rice.
The familiar elderly gentleman, out of breath, took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat. “Miss, why are you running around? Mr. Guan will be here soon. Please come back with us!”
“I won’t go back,” the beautiful woman answered decisively.
What… what’s going on? Zhang Yumei was terrified.
These fierce-looking men couldn’t be big brother’s subordinates, could they?
Could this beautiful woman be the daughter of a triad boss? The intern nurse was about to guess “mistress” but changed her word, because the woman didn’t look like a seductive vixen at all.
One of the “subordinates” holding a walkie-talkie spoke into it and then reported, “Dean, Mr. Guan has arrived.”
The elderly gentleman’s expression changed, looking up to hear the familiar sound of a helicopter’s propellers approaching.
Ah? Ah ah ah! Zhang Yumei suddenly remembered – this familiar elderly gentleman was actually the hospital’s dean!
A three-party hearing.
