Mrs. Guo went out and didn't return to the ward all morning.
She stayed in the restroom for the entire morning.
Her leg was still in a cast, so she couldn't squat and had to sit on a stool without a seat made specifically for patients with injuries like hers.
Ten meters away from the restroom, 007 was chatting with Yuan Chun, "Host, do you want to take this opportunity to replace Mrs. Guo at her job?"
"I don't want to. If I start working, I'll miss out on so many opportunities to torture those little demons. Besides, Mrs. Guo's job isn't easy, and the pay isn't high. It's much easier to just get the Guo Family to hand over their salaries to me willingly."
"True enough." 007 agreed with her, "Host, you shouldn't serve Mrs. Guo for free. Once she's discharged, ask her for wages."
"Of course, I won't ask for much—just whatever she would pay a caregiver, not a penny less. I'm not greedy, but I can't be shortchanged either." Yuan Chun declared confidently.
