Ji Shanshan slipped her phone back into the pocket of her nurse's uniform, then took out a mask and put it on, pushing open the door to the hospital's break room.
Old Madam Ji's ward was on the fifth floor. She walked into the elevator, pressed the floor button, and watched the numbers rise continuously, a flash of viciousness flickering in her eyes exposed outside the mask.
...
Ji Wei had been watching over An An the whole time, and the child was sleeping soundly, showing no signs of waking up.
Suddenly, the phone placed beside her rang again.
Ji Wei had been driven somewhat neurotic by the phone calls today and grabbed her phone almost immediately. Seeing Ji Shanshan's number displayed, she pressed the answer key, full of rage.
"Is the shares transfer agreement ready?" Ji Shanshan asked abruptly.
Suppressing her surging anger, Ji Wei retorted with a cold laugh, "I've already found the child. Do you think I'm stupid enough to send you the agreement?"
