Chapter 115: Fake Nurse, Who Are You?

ing aura that everyone around him instantly fell silent.He stood before her, reaching out his hand, but Qiao Ba'er took a step back.She lowered her head, avoiding eye contact as if she didn't want oth..."How is he doing now"

Although the sun was blazing outside at high noon, a chill permeated the hospital ward. The air, thick with the smell of disinfectant, weighed heavily on the spirit and filled the chest with worry and anxiety.

A man leaning on a cane, with cloudy eyes, stared at the ward over there. His voice, old and hoarse, muttered softly.

The dean standing beside him looked restrained and replied cautiously, “Her temperature has gone down…”

"I asked about his intracranial pressure!"

Master Jun suddenly darkened his face, gritting his teeth as he uttered that proper noun.

Acute intracranial pressure elevation can lead to brain hemorrhage, causing coma, dilated pupils, and even life-threatening situations.

... while usual clinical manifestations are mainly severe headaches and disordered breathing rhythms... migraine, they knew about it, just didn't expect this.

How could this scoundrel dare to hide this from all of them

The elderly man retracted his gaze, his right hand trembling slightly as he gripped his cane. He mustered his strength to ask again, "What is the success rate of the operation"

"Dad, what kind of surgery are you talking about" Suddenly, the door was pushed open and Jiang Meili looked at the old man and the dean with confusion.

"Wasn't Zhi Mu's surgery already completed Did something happen...”

The Dean wanted to explain, but Elder Jun's cold eyes glanced at him, and he immediately stuttered and dared not speak.

This matter indeed cannot be spoken of carelessly.

"Dad, what's wrong The attending doctor said that Zimo would get better, he was just in a temporary coma..." Jiang Meili noticed the abnormality and her face became anxious.

Go out.

The old man frowned deeply, not giving her a glance, and coldly threw out a sentence.

Jiang Meili's expression was reluctant, and Jun Zhimu glanced at her while she was still unconscious on the bed.

She whispered, "Dad, I know I did some wrong things in the past, but no matter what happened before, I'm Zhi Mu's mother..."

“I told you to leave!” the old man said impatiently, glaring at her fiercely.

Jiang Meili tightly clenched her lips, her face not looking good. She hesitated for a moment before taking a step. Her son was her greatest reliance for the rest of her life, so Jun Zhimou couldn't have an accident.

But she seemed to be very afraid of Master Jun, and in the end, she only lowered her head slightly before leaving.

A fluorescent light shone on Elder Jun's aged face, revealing fatigue and deep sorrow. "This matter must not be mentioned to a second person," he warned the dean sternly.

"I see," the dean said gravely, nodding.

Master Jun didn't stay long in the ward. He walked out, leaning on his cane with heavy steps.

"Be careful."

A bottle of injection liquid accidentally fell to the ground.

Just outside the ward, a nurse hurriedly crouched down to pick up an injection bottle that had just fallen to the ground. The hospital director and his companions happened to come out of the room at that moment, looking disapprovingly at the nurse as they gave her a warning.

The nurse seemed to be a newbie, she acted a little timid. With her back turned towards them, she didn't speak, only swiftly tidying the small cart when picking up the injection, maintaining a respectful posture with half-bent waist.

"Push the things in, and afterwards let your head nurse be responsible for this side," the director instructed her, fearing that something might go wrong with the patient inside.

The young nurse seemed afraid to look directly at the director, a big shot in her eyes. She could only nod humbly.

The old Mr. Jun was in a bad mood and didn't want to pay attention to the young nurse. He urged the Dean, "Come up with the plan as soon as possible..."

"Rest assured, we will do our utmost..."

"That's enough, get to work!"

Master Jun impatiently rebuked, he was no longer in the mood to listen to these fawning compliments.

As the nurse pushing a small cart outside the ward paused her movements, she glanced sideways at Old Master Jun and the dean walking away step by step. Her brows furrowed, and her heart grew increasingly uneasy.

"...What on earth happened" Qiao Baoer didn't understand. Her grandfather's behavior was very strange.

She was wearing the nurse's uniform of this hospital, pushing a small cart, looking at the door in front of her, taking a deep breath, and slowly walking in.

He is right here.

Maybe it was Qiao Bao'er's illusion, but she felt the antiseptic smell in the ward was particularly strong, like a sterile room. The air felt a little stagnant and oppressive.

The beeping of the medical equipment filled the room, its readings flickering incessantly. She walked towards the bed, step by step. It had been days since she last saw him.

He was perfectly healthy before this. He could have easily lifted her...

The guilt in her chest grew a little bigger, and when her gaze landed on that familiar cold and stern face, she froze.

Jun Zhi Mu's face was pale and weak, he lay quietly with his eyes closed, many fine wires connected to him monitoring his condition in real time.

"Your shepherd..." She stood by the bedside, her head bowed, her eyes brimming with emotion.

"My shepherd, wake up..."

She didn't dare get too close to him, with the guards watching outside the door. She stealthily stretched out her hand, unable to resist touching his icy palm, gripping it tightly, "Jun Zhi Mu, I am Qiao Bao'er."

< 君之牧, I'm worried about you... >

Looking at his stern face, Jun Zhi Mu, that strong and capable man, was now so weak. His eyes were red and swollen, and he bit his lips tightly, as if wanting to shout out something.

"Master Jun, please wake up soon, I miss you so much..." The words hung on her lips, a warmth in her eyes.

Bang—

"The Shepherd!"

Suddenly, a shout came from behind her, which startled Qiao Bao'er. She immediately withdrew her hand, not knowing what emotion prompted her to do so.

"Are you the nurse here to exchange the injection"

The female voice sounded clear and bright. The other person had already walked quickly to her side, their expression thoughtful. "Go out first, he hasn't finished this bottle yet, I'll call you later."

Qiao Bao'er didn't know how to answer. She didn't want to leave so soon.

"Zhimu, you've been asleep for days. The company is waiting for you. Wake up quickly! Qi Nan and I are almost at our limit."

The other party walked straight to the other side of the bed. She picked up some wet cotton swabs from the counter and gently applied them to Jun Zhi Mu's parched lips with a familiar and tender touch. Her tone of voice was natural, as if their relationship was very stable.

"Zhim 牧, we all need you, you can't be lazy anymore." She continued, her voice laced with a chuckle, as if she were chatting with the man in the bed.

Her words made Qiao Baobao involuntarily look her over.

Who is she

This woman has fair skin and is wearing a neat and expensive black suit skirt. Her long hair is pulled up, and her face exudes the charm of a mature woman. She doesn't wear much jewelry, and she looks energetic, capable, and intelligent.

"Aren't you the nurse here"

She was indeed intelligent, quickly noticing the discrepancy between Qiao Bao'er's appearance and the photo on her nurse's uniform name tag.

"Who are you"

Now, the other party immediately became alert, quickly standing up straight and guarding in front of the bed.

“I, I am…” Qiao Baoer looked at her, and for a moment she didn’t know how to speak.

"The bodyguard came in—"

The other party anxiously shouted towards the door, “I don’t know who you are, but you better leave immediately!” Her words were icy, her sharp gaze scrutinizing Qiao Bao'er.

"This woman pretended to be a nurse to get in here. Take her away and find out who she really is..."

Qiao Baoer, seeing their dismissive gazes, felt a surge of nervousness. She opened her mouth to explain, "I am..."

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