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It was after one o'clock in the afternoon when Zhang Ping was wheeled out of the operating room.
"Doctor, how is my husband doing? Is he going to make it?" Zhao Lili charged forward, crying hysterically.
Shen Yunfang frowned from behind, thinking to herself, Is this something a wife should say? It almost sounded like she was eager for her man to die.
The young nurse pushing the hospital bed didn't indulge her. Seeing Zhao Lili's intent to throw a fit, she sternly snapped, "Hey, what are you, a family member, trying to do, making such a racket? Do you want the patient to die faster or what? Shut your mouth and be quiet, the patient needs to rest."
Well, another one who doesn't mince words.
Some people are just nasty inside, aren't they? Scolded, Zhao Lili settled down, wiping away tears quietly as she followed them to the ward.
Shen Yunfang shook her head as she followed, thinking that it really does take a nasty person to tame another.