The face was still made-up.
But even so, the freckles weren't covered at all.
She held a loudspeaker in one hand, yelling her lungs out in a busy place; no trace of femininity whatsoever.
Completely like a shrew.
A woman like that, how good a man can she find?
Anyone who knows Lilian Jackson wouldn't think she's fighting for a man with that kind of woman, right?
The hospital director thought she was being unreasonable, frowned and raised his eyebrows, dissatisfied, "Hospitals have their own order, if you're not seeing a doctor, leave quickly. Don't shout and impact the hospital's reputation. Making groundless accusations and insults—on a larger scale, it's defamation, do you understand?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the director checked the time and signaled to the security guards nearby.
As the security guards stepped forward—
