No sooner had I stepped inside than there was a knock on the door.

She thought to herself, Zhou Chunhua couldn't possibly arrive this quickly!

Turning around and opening the door, I saw the two delivery guys from the elevator standing at the door, each holding a large flower basket.

"You...you've knocked on the wrong door, haven't you?"

"This is it! Delivery address: Bed 48, 17th floor, recipient: Ms. Su Musu."

The deliveryman placed the flower baskets on either side of the door, and one of them took out a piece of pink silk from his pocket, stood on tiptoe, and hung it on the door.

Another young man took out a card, cleared his throat, and said in a high-pitched voice: "First wife Zhou sends her regards to concubine Su on behalf of her husband. She hopes that her sister will recover soon and serve her husband. She also hopes that she will give birth to her husband's imperial heir soon and inherit his title of professor."

Various mobile phones were held high in the corridor, pointed directly at Xu Xiuzhen's face, snapping away.

When Xu Xiuzhen came to her senses, her face flushed red. She immediately covered her face and went to chase the person away.

The pink ribbon was torn off, and the flower basket was overturned. The sudden movement startled the deliveryman, who ran away while taking pictures.

"Stop taking pictures! What are you taking pictures of! Stop taking pictures! Stop taking pictures!" Unable to catch up with the people, Xu Xiuzhen angrily stomped on the flower basket to drive away the crowd who were posting on WeChat Moments.

Upon opening the door to the commotion in the ward, Liao Nanxing saw a group of people pointing and whispering at him.

"Is this the cheating scumbag?"

"No way! He doesn't look like a rich person at all! He looks like he's in his forties or fifties, and he's trying to be a mistress like young people?"

"Seriously, what does that mistress want? Is it his old-fashioned appearance? Or does she like that he looks like her father? I really don't understand!"

"..."

Once she came to her senses, Liao Nanxing quickly covered her face, turned around, and closed the door.

He stood against the door, his face deathly pale, feeling like he wanted to die.

Outside the door, seeing that words could not drive them away, Xu Xiuzhen grabbed the flowers from the flower basket and threw them at the crowd.

He was throwing things while cursing.

Those who got hit by the object didn't hold back either, pointing at her and unleashing a torrent of abuse.

Xu Xiuzhen was so angry that her face turned red, and she began to launch an indiscriminate attack.

As he continued cursing, his face grew redder and redder, and then his eyes became increasingly red...

Then a breath caught in his throat, and he collapsed.

Upon seeing this, a nurse who rushed over from the nurses' station immediately began CPR.

The nurse who knew Xu Xiuzhen got up and banged on the door: "Bed 48, your mother-in-law has a heart attack, come out quickly."

At this point, Liao Nanxing dared not go out.

If this incident were to escalate to the school, his life would be ruined.

"Mumu, I'll have to trouble you with things outside."

He immediately hid in the bathroom, slammed the door shut, and locked it in one swift motion.

Su Mu hesitated, after all, her job was no child's play.

But... the knocking on the door kept going on.

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and open the door, only to find everyone holding a cell phone pointed at her.

"Where is your spouse? Didn't they just pay your bill?" the nurse asked, frowning.

Su Mu quickly replied, "I don't have any lover!"

"Then who is Aunt Xu to you?" the nurse asked again.

"She...she's my godfather's mother. What happened to her?"

The nurse glanced at her slightly protruding belly and didn't dare to approach.

"She suffered a sudden heart attack and has been taken to the operating room. Please contact her family immediately and ask them to come and sign the necessary documents."

Outside the crowd, Zhou Chunhua forced a smile and squeezed in.

What's wrong with my mother-in-law?

Su Mu stood there, stunned.

After the nurse finished explaining the situation, she said, "Your wife can't sign the consent form. You need to notify her immediate family members immediately. The patient's condition can't be delayed."

Then they had the security guards disperse the crowd and left.

As a descendant of the Yellow Emperor with the gene of gossiping deeply ingrained in my bones, how could I so easily let go of a big piece of gossip that's right in front of me?

Before the crowd dispersed, Zhou Chunhua took out her phone and made a call.

The next second, the bathroom in the ward rang for a moment before returning to silence.

Su Mutou's heart skipped a beat, his pupils dilating as if in an earthquake.

The onlookers became even more excited, and even the security guards maintaining order couldn't help but turn around for a second look.

The group, who were just about to put their phones down, suddenly raised them high.

"Oh! So that cheating scumbag was hiding in the bathroom!"

"So those two are the wife and the mistress?"

"Who is the original wife, and who is the mistress?"

"Is that even a question? That young woman is definitely the mistress! Didn't the banner just say 'Mistress Su'? The nurse was calling her Su Mu just now!"

"So, the cheating scumbag is that old lady's son? And he's hiding in the bathroom? That's explosive!"

"So... is the scene of the wife beating up the mistress about to begin?"

Some malicious glances lingered on Su Mu.

After all, in recent years, it's not uncommon for wives to catch mistresses and expose them completely.

At this moment, Su Mu truly panicked. He was terrified.

If Zhou Chunhua were to attack her at this point, Liao Nanxing would likely not help her.

Moreover, if this matter makes the news, his job will be affected, and Liao Nanxing might even be disciplined.

"Don't talk nonsense! I don't know what happened, I'm not a mistress!" She covered her face and cried bitterly, hunching her back and clutching her clothes tightly.

Zhou Chunhua smiled and exclaimed, "Oh dear, you dialed the wrong number!"

After fiddling with her phone for a while, she turned and walked away while making a call.

The crowd holding up their phones booed and dispersed in disappointment. Su Mu, covered in sweat, leaned against the wall and returned to his ward.

Liao Nanxing, whose clothes were also soaked with sweat in the bathroom, was another example.

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