Chapter 177 Distinguished VIP Guest

Around 9 p.m., a patient with an acute myocardial infarction was brought to the emergency room.

The patient wasn't very old, only in his forties, and was obese. He was brought in after being discovered by the company's security guards during a patrol.

When he was brought in, he had already suffered a large-scale myocardial infarction and died before he could even make it to the operating table.

The patient's wife had only casually put on a coat over her pajamas and stared blankly at the man covered with a white sheet.

She couldn't believe that the person who had told her that morning that they should relax together on the weekend was suddenly gone.

Hospitals are places where life and death are commonplace.

Su Wanwan could only sigh softly.

The patient's wife suddenly burst into tears, a sound that was heartbreaking to hear in the quiet ward.

The medical staff comforted her, saying that there were still many people resting in the ward, and crying wouldn't solve anything. But they couldn't take any harsh measures against someone who had just lost a loved one.

The VIP room is upstairs.

Fu Ming'en was reading a script when she heard the sound and became very annoyed. She called her rich second-generation boyfriend, Yang Shandong, to come downstairs and check on him.

Although Yang Shandong was a bit of a womanizer, he still cared about Fu Ming'en. Hearing such sounds at the hospital late at night, he knew what was going on and felt a little sorry for him: "Something must have happened to someone. The hospital will handle it."

What can he do if he goes down there? Can he stop others from crying?

“But I’m reading the script right now. You know how strict Director Li is. If I’m not prepared, I might miss out on this role,” Fu Ming’en said, pouting and acting coquettishly.

Yang Shandong, in a moment of excitement, said, "Okay, okay, you rest for a bit, I'll go down and take a look."

After he left the room, Fu Ming'en frowned and said, "It's so noisy in the middle of the night."

Yang Shandong followed the sound downstairs and happened to run into Su Wanwan. He asked, "Doctor, what's going on? Why is it so noisy?"

Su Wanwan said, "I'm sorry, the hospital is handling it."

She had just come out of the operating room and was a little tired, so she unconsciously rubbed her forehead.

Even though Yang Shandong was used to seeing beautiful women in the entertainment industry, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

He probably knew what the scene of Xi Shi clutching her heart looked like; a beautiful woman frowning could indeed make one's heart ache.

"Okay, sure." Yang Shandong regained his composure and nodded slightly.

Back in the room, Yang Shandong told Fu Ming'en what was going on. Fu Ming'en could still hear some faint crying sounds. Although he felt some dissatisfaction, he could only keep it to himself.

She was already somewhat nervous, and hearing this voice only made her more irritated.

In order to make a better impression on Yang Shandong, he endured it.

"Then you should get some rest. I'll come see you again tomorrow," Yang Shandong said.

He'd had enough of coming to the hospital to keep someone company every day. As soon as he stepped out of the hospital, Yang Shandong called his friend to say he was there and to wait for him.

It's bland and tasteless, just a fleeting moment of decadent indulgence.

Looking out the hospital window, Fu Ming'en asked his assistant, "Does he still go out with those friends every day after he gets home?"

The assistant quickly stopped yawning, wondering if she could stop Young Master Yang from going out.

She considered it for a moment and said, "It's not very frequent. Sometimes I get home quite early."

"Hmph," Fu Ming'en snorted without any clear meaning, "There are still a lot of women throwing themselves at him, aren't there?" Yang Shandong is considered one of the easier rich kids to manipulate. He's not a bad person by nature, just a bit of a womanizer.

However, when it comes to a man who is both rich and good-looking, which wild flower wouldn't pounce on him?

As long as I can go home, that's all that matters.

Having probably seen too much of this kind of thing in the industry, Fu Ming'en just scoffed at it in his heart.

The next day, Yang Shandong came to see Fu Ming'en around noon.

Fu Ming'en doesn't have any major problems, he just needs to be cared for.

Thinking of Nurse Tian at the nurses' station, Yang Shandong pressed the next floor button and went to the nurses' station, intending to give her the coffee he was holding, but he couldn't find her. "Hey, where's Nurse Tian?"

The head nurse glanced at him and said in a less than friendly tone, "Young Master Yang, you'd better not come over. If you come again, I'm afraid I'll have to go short one nurse again."

Yang Shandong: "???"

Nurse Xiaotian was truly wronged. She admitted that she was indeed somewhat tempted by the rich young man's good looks and became a little too enthusiastic. However, upon learning that he was Fu Ming'en's boyfriend from the VIP ward upstairs, she immediately abandoned those thoughts.

Yang Shandong thought the nurse was cute and teased her a bit.

Even if Yang Shandong were to pursue him, it would be impossible.

It's impossible for me to just play around with him or to marry him into the family.

Seeing the head nurse's expression, Yang Shandong understood.

Fu Ming-en is beautiful, a graduate of a professional acting school, and has always been a well-known goddess in the industry. Her only flaw is that she is a bit too jealous.

"I'll go and talk to them."

The head nurse quickly dissuaded him, "No, Young Master Yang's inaction is already a form of help."

If they continue to help, Nurse Xiaotian will only suffer more; they can't afford to offend the person upstairs.

Yang Shandong was a little embarrassed, "Then this coffee..."

"No."

As Su Wanwan finished her rounds and came out, Yang Shandong saw her, glanced at her name tag, and said, "Dr. Su, here you go, consider it a thank you for the help you gave me yesterday."

After saying that, he handed it to someone. Su Wanwan subconsciously took it, but Yang Shandong had already gone upstairs.

The head nurse joked, "Dr. Su, you'd better watch out, or you might get reported to the hospital director too."

Su Wanwan knew about Nurse Tian's situation.

She paused for a moment, then said, "I already have a boyfriend. Besides, this is a public place; people will start spreading rumors." As she spoke, she realized that the coffee was indeed a hot potato, so she handed it to the unsuspecting Nan Sisi: "Here you go."

“Wow,” Nan Sisi said, “this is so hard to buy.”

Su Wanwan: "Drink it while it's hot."

Nan Sisi: "I really do love you the most."

Su Wanwan: "I love you too."

Dr. Li: "I love you all too."

Nan Sisi and Su Wanwan: "..."

Dr. Li was very indignant, "Aren't we a team anymore?"

Yang Shandong went to Fu Ming'en's place, and Fu Ming'en asked him, "I heard you went to the nurses' station downstairs?"

The assistant had dutifully recounted everything that had happened downstairs to Fu Ming'en in great detail.

Yang Shandong felt like he was being watched, "I just wanted to thank them for their help."

He's not a person without principles.

Fu Ming'en was going for a check-up. While waiting for the results, she overheard two nurses whispering to each other, "That's Fu Ming'en. Her fans said the camera couldn't capture half of her beauty, and it seems they're right. Her skin is so fair."

"If you have money, you can too."

When it comes to comparing beauties in the entertainment industry, Fu Ming-en almost always makes the list, which makes her quite proud.

"However, I think Dr. Su is prettier. Her skin is amazing. I don't know what good things have happened to her recently, but she looks even more beautiful."

"Dr. Su is a winner in life, we can't compare."

The two nurses exchanged only a few words before rushing off to work.

Fu Ming'en felt a little uncomfortable after hearing their words.

Of course she knew who the Dr. Su they were talking about was.

In the morning, Yang Shandong even gave Dr. Su his cup of coffee as a token of his appreciation.