330: Yan Shu is dead.

Mu Qingli slightly furrowed her brow and parted her red lips, "Yan Shu is here for a hospital stay, not serving jail time. You and your hospital have no right to deny us a meeting, nor can you restrict her personal freedom!"

The receptionist was taken aback, not expecting Mu Qingli to speak so assertively—after all, she appeared to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

Other young girls, upon hearing such statements, would probably have backed down by now, but Mu Qingli did not retreat. Rather, she spoke with clear logic, each word shining like a gem, leaving no room for rebuttal.

At her words, Tong Shishi immediately chimed in, "Beautiful Qingli is right! You have no authority to restrict Yanyan's personal freedom! Arrange our meeting quickly!"

The receptionist lifted her head with an apologetic smile, "I am truly sorry, but due to Miss Yan's special condition, suffering from a severe mental illness, it is for your safety that we cannot arrange a meeting."