The girl had skin as smooth as cream, and a black rubber band adorned her fair wrist.
With her fair and slender hands, she deftly removed the dirty mattress and replaced it with a new one.
In the midst of busyness.
A strand of black hair slipped from the girl's ear and fell to one side of her fair cheek, her forehead covered with a fine layer of sweat.
"Sister Wanrong, my dad has stained the sheets again?"
Seeing that the other party helped his father tidy up without any disgust, Wang Yueheng felt a surge of warmth in his heart and hurriedly went over to lend a hand.
"Oh my, you scared me! When did you get back?"
"I am focused on changing the sheets for Wang Yueheng's father," said Liu Wanrong, the nurse who turned her head.
Her beautiful eyes, with their prominent under-eye bags, were incredibly captivating under her smile.
No wonder male patients vie to be cared for by this female nurse every day.
While rolling up the dirty sheets, Wang Yueheng replied, "Just now."
"How did the competition go? Did you advance...?"
Liu Wanrong, dressed in a nurse's uniform, looked nervous and asked in a low voice.
Because of my shift.
Liu Wanrong was unable to turn on her phone to watch the live broadcast.
At the same time, she had already thought of words of comfort in her mind.
After all, this boy barely managed to get the last spot when he made it into the top 32 in the preliminary rounds.
In this round of 32 to 16, all the opponents were professional creators.
Wang Yueheng had absolutely no hope of winning.
"Yes, you've advanced."
"It's okay, making it into the top 32 is already... What did you say?"
Liu Wanrong stared at Wang Yueheng with wide, disbelieving eyes, as if she had misheard: "You advanced?"
"Yes, we're going to the quarterfinals next week."
Wang Yueheng reverted to his boyish demeanor and said shyly.
"Wow, that's amazing! Wang Yueheng, you're incredible!"
Upon hearing the news, nurse Liu Wanrong couldn't help but shout out in surprise.
Excitement shone in her beautiful eyes.
"Cough cough"
I heard coughing coming from the next ward.
Liu Wanrong realized she had gotten too excited, stuck out her tongue awkwardly, and quickly bent down to tidy up again.
"That's great! You should get ready for the competition these next couple of days. I'll take care of things here for you."
As she spoke, Liu Wanrong picked up a stack of dirty bedding to take it to be washed.
It was only after being strongly encouraged and recommended by nurse Liu Wanrong that this young singer tried to sign up for the Dragon Kingdom's Best Singer competition.
Therefore, Liu Wanrong was even happier than Wang Yueheng himself when she heard that Wang Yueheng had advanced.
"Sister Wanrong, I just received a bonus of three thousand yuan. I've sent you a red envelope, please accept it."
"I'll pay you back as soon as possible. I feel bad for always having you pay my medical bills after helping you so much."
I noticed another medical bill on the bedside table in the hospital room.
Wang Yueheng casually transferred the three thousand yuan reward from the system's critical hit to Liu Wanrong.
After paying back the three thousand, Liu Wanrong also helped Wang Yueheng pay five thousand yuan for his medical expenses.
"I need to hurry up and figure out a way to make money!"
As he thought about it, Wang Yueheng walked to the bedside and picked up the guitar he used for playing and singing on the street.
He couldn't wait to experience the "domineering guitar playing skill" that the system had just rewarded him with.
While my amazing voice is still going strong, I should be able to earn more money busking on the street tonight.
"I'm not in a hurry to pay back the money, anyway, I won't starve."
"You just got back from a competition, why don't you rest for a day and not go today?"
Liu Wanrong looked at Wang Yueheng, who looked somewhat tired, and comforted him with concern.
"It's okay. Most of the time during the competition I'll be sitting and resting. I'll just sing a couple less songs tonight and come back."
"Sister Wanrong, remember to accept the red envelope!"
After saying that, Wang Yueheng slung his guitar over his shoulder, walked out of the ward, and headed towards the city center night market where he would be busking.
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