Yan Miaoling picked up the tea and deliberately drank it all in one gulp, then wiped her mouth with a handkerchief. "Sir, you're joking. How can a humble servant like me know if it's good? Anyway, it smells quite good." Then she put down the teacup and continued, "That's exactly what the young lady said. After all, she was the first to come into contact with your poison, and she knows more about it than Doctor Bai."
Feng Peiyi was silent for a moment, then continued the conversation from the night of the assassination, "Miss Ling'er, could you tell me how you knew there would be an assassin coming that night?"
Oh my god, here it comes again!
That day, Feng Peiyi had pestered her several times, asking her why she had to save someone.
It's just like at work. If I do something good, I have to write a report to my boss, reporting the whole story. So, for minor things, she sometimes just keeps silent and never takes credit. Because the time cost is likely to be much greater than the reward.
Seeing that she was silent while thinking.
Feng Peiyi's expression was serious, and his tone was cold, "Miss Ling'er seems to really not want me to stay in this ward, or this clinic?"
First she pretended to be a ghost to scare him, maybe it was really as she said, she happened to meet the killer;
Today, under the pretext of the young lady, he persuaded me to be discharged from the hospital...
Was it the maid's intention or the young lady's intention? What was the purpose behind it?
You see, this is what it's like to be raised in an aristocratic family. You can never fully trust someone. When you encounter something, you always tend to overthink it, complicating simple issues.
Yan Miaoling was practically on her knees, so she finally resorted to her ultimate move. She stood up, clasped her hands together, bent down, and said in a mournful voice, "Please, can you be discharged? Just be discharged. It doesn't matter where you go from now on, as long as you're discharged. Even if you can just come back in tomorrow, it's fine. Please, I beg you!"
She was not used to kowtow and kneel, otherwise she would really kneel down and beg for mercy.
Such a contrast made Feng Peiyi, who was generally kind-hearted, unable to bear it. He stood up and supported her, "Miss Ling'er, there is no need to do this! No matter what, it is true that you saved my life. Since Miss Ling'er has her own difficulties, I promise you that I will be discharged from the hospital tonight!"
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