Nan Wan kept her head down, not arguing or explaining, and replied sullenly, "No."
Is it really appropriate to be so unsparing in front of outsiders? She wanted to take back her previous description of him as a 'graceful gentleman.' No wonder, after pursuing the goddess for so many years, he was eventually outdone.
Wait, it seems like she's the outsider in this room.
Mu Jinqian found her behavior increasingly unusual. Since when has she been so docile? "Why aren't you snapping at me today?"
Fortunately, she dressed normally today, or he might have been driven mad.
Nan Wan stared at her toes as if trying to make a flower bloom from them, "I don't dare."
If you have the ability, let's fight one-on-one. What's the skill in calling in reinforcements?
Of course, Nan Wan only dared to think this to herself. Having just stepped on a tiger's tail yesterday, if she dared to pounce again, she surely wouldn't want to live, right?
A low, slow laugh echoed beside her ears.
"Nan... Doctor?"
The rising intonation unexpectedly added a hint of ambiguity to the originally magnetic voice.
Mu Jinqian put down the file holder in his hand, his gaze amusedly shifting between the two, "Do you know each other?"
"No, I don't!" Nan Wan's nerves instantly tightened, quickly responding before the man could speak.
Drunk as a skunk, reeking of alcohol, and causing a scene — such things must absolutely not be admitted in front of her boss.
Sitting on the sofa, Mu Jinhua gazed at that exquisite profile, raising his brows with an unchanging expression, and didn't expose her.
Mu Jinqian observed the scene, stood, and pulled out a soft chair, "I have a meeting to attend. This patient has a back injury. Nan Wan, help him with it."
Honestly, occasionally shirking responsibility felt quite freeing.
Nan Wan lifted her head, looking at Mu Jinqian with sincere eyes, "The nurse can..."
"Okay."
That single word effectively stuffed all her remaining words back down her throat.
Nan Wan instinctively looked in the direction the voice came from. The person remained in their original position.
A tailored black suit, a steaming teacup in hand, legs crossed, leaning back on the sofa.
He didn't look at her, seemingly quite casual.
Before leaving, Mu Jinqian left a parting remark, "You handle it personally."
Nan Wan: "..."
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Mu Jinhua leaned against the hospital bed, his gaze casually falling on the woman in front of him.
Yesterday's messy hair was tied into a low ponytail, very smooth, showing clearly good hair quality, without any reckless experiments.
An off-white V-neck sweater, an immaculate white coat, all buttons undone, and nude-colored high heels, she looked very refreshing overall.
The strands of hair at her ears made her originally oval face appear even more petite, her skin was very fair, with light makeup, and a rose gold necklace around her swan-like neck accentuated her delicate collarbones.
A faint fragrance lingered in the air, like the scent of white orange blossoms blooming among green leaves.
After Qin Zhenzhen prepared everything, she sneaked a glance at the man who was so handsome he could make her nose bleed in an instant, before leaving the room step by step, closing the door behind her.