"Um."

"Miss Qiao," the nurse said as she walked in, "someone just paid the 200,000 yuan fee for you, so you don't need to worry for now."

Qiao Wanwan asked in surprise, "Who paid for me?"

"I don't know either, I only said it was paid for Cheng Zaozao."

Cheng Zaozao became even more curious, "Sister, who on earth would help us like this?"

"You don't need to worry about it. I will find out the truth and return the money to them."

"Um."

Qiao Wanwan received a phone call and quickly left the hospital.

No sooner had they left than the nurses' station received a message: "Someone just paid Cheng Zaozao another million yuan!"

"So much? Which rich guy paid for this?!"

"I don't know, the dean personally handed it in, so it seems to be someone important..."

......

Qiao Wanwan hurriedly returned to the villa. As soon as she reached the door of the master bedroom, she heard Zhan Jingting groan in pain from inside, "Ah... Get out! All of you, get out!"

Qiao Wanwan rushed inside, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Dong and the two doctors stood helplessly at the foot of the bed.

“Madam, Master Zhan has fallen ill and wants the doctor to give him a sedative, but you instructed us not to do so.”

Qiao Wanwan sat down on the edge of the bed and held Zhan Jingting's head to keep him from moving. "Just bear with it for a bit."

The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he was covered in sweat. "Wanwan, it hurts..."

Qiao Wanwan felt as if her heart was being torn apart. "I know, I know!"

Jiang Dong hurriedly offered silver needles, "Madam, please administer acupuncture to Master Zhan."

Qiao Wanwan picked up a needle, hesitated for a moment, and instead of stabbing the man in the head, she leaned down and kissed his lips...