Forced into marriage, Ning Yichu always felt that Li Lingyang hated her as his wife. Until that night, when he drank too much, his eyes red, and he cornered her, saying, "Ning Yichu? I f*cking ...
If my father takes action, he will never give Fan Yuke another chance!
She curled her lips in satisfaction, turned off the surveillance, sent a message ordering people to destroy all the surveillance in the hospital, and then closed the tablet contentedly.
She just needs to wait for good news...
After she turned off the surveillance camera, it was time for the nurse's routine ward rounds every night.
Today's nurse is familiar to the bodyguard at the door. She is the one who makes rounds every other night.
"I'll go check on the patient. Miss Fan's wound may need a dressing change." The nurse smiled at the two bodyguards.
Because they were from the hospital and it was just like usual, the bodyguards didn't get suspicious and just said, "Don't disturb the wife's sleep."
"OK."
The nurse walked in quietly, and a bodyguard followed her in.
As usual, the nurse checked Fan Yuke's condition and began to change the dressing carefully. The bodyguard kept watching during the process.
But the nurse had already changed the dressing on Fan Yuke's abdomen, which was not a very convenient place, so the bodyguard did not look at her. He just glanced slightly to the side, watching the nurse's every move with his peripheral vision, while listening carefully to the movement.
Out of the sight of the bodyguards, the nurse quietly took out a small syringe.
She tried to maintain her usual composure and silently and quickly pushed the potion into Fan Yuke's arm.
After doing all this, she quietly gave Fan Yuke the medicine, walked out of the room with the bodyguard, and went to the next ward.
At this time, Mu Bailang was in the flower shop in the early morning.
A batch of fresh Julia roses had just landed by plane under the coordination of Mu Bailang and were escorted here by a special person.
This is the most precious rose variety in the world. It is extremely expensive and rarely seen in ordinary flower shops.
"Wrap it up nicely." Mu Bailang's peach blossom eyes sparkled, and the corners of his lips curled slightly. "Please write me a card... Forget it, I'll do it myself."