"I'm his friend, just dropping off some stuff," the woman said, flashing a sweet smile.
The security uncle looked at the woman, puzzled, and said, "What's your name, for the record?"
"I'm his friend, do I really need to register?" the woman said.
The security uncle, stern-faced, replied, "Of course, it's hospital policy."
The woman looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention, began to act coquettishly.
"Uncle, just tell me, please. I want to give my friend a surprise and can't let him know."
Eventually, the security uncle couldn't stand her coquettish demeanor anymore and told her the license plate number.
The woman happily walked toward the parking lot, and the security uncle chased after her, "Are you really Mr. Zhang's friend?"
The woman nodded vigorously, "Really, really, don't worry, thank you so much, uncle."
After the woman had walked away, the security uncle scratched his head and muttered to himself.
