Nie Rujun, upon hearing Wang Qin's deliberately inflammatory remarks, felt a burst of pain in her chest and could not help but retort:
"Butler Wang, shut your mouth!"
Lady Fan, in defense of her own, retorted, "What are you shouting for? Everything Butler Wang says is correct."
"It is...ah!"
Suddenly, a plastic water bottle flew straight at Wang Qin, hitting her right on the forehead.
Startled, she screamed and turned to see Fan Ju propping himself up in the hospital bed across from her.
Seeing him awake, Wang Qin's tongue seemed as if it had been bitten by a cat; she cowered behind Lady Fan, not daring to make a sound.
"Xiaojun..." Lady Fan, worried, wanted to go check on Fan Ju, but his chilling gaze rooted her to the spot.
Fan Ju's head was in excruciating pain and the illness wracked his body, leaving him with no patience whatsoever:
