Strange things happen, and I drive the evil god mad by chasing debts.

Shen Qingchan probed, "It's not easy to get into hospitals in the city. You must have put in a lot of effort to get into Wol Hospital."

Director Nie's eyes darted away as she looked at her feet. Today she was wearing a pair of Crocs, which were a little yellowed.

Director Nie calmly replied, "It's just that it's easier to get in from here."

Shen Qingchan paid close attention to Director Nie's every move and made a preliminary judgment that Director Nie might have gotten in through connections, but she didn't know much about the hospital's true purpose.

Just then, the light on the operating room door went out, and the operating room door slowly opened.

Several doctors wheeled Nie Xiaoxiao out. She looked dazed and was babbling incoherently with her mouth open.

No one could hear what she was saying. It was as if she had just woken up from general anesthesia. She was covered with a green cotton quilt, and Shen Qingchan could feel the cold air coming from her skin.

Shen Qingchan couldn't help but think to herself: Isn't this surgical facility and equipment quite complete?

Why was she not under general anesthesia when it was her turn, and the operating room was hot and sticky?

The doctors and nurses wheeled her to the ward, with Director Nie and Shen Qingchan following on either side. Nie Xiaoxiao was slowly regaining consciousness and began to struggle slightly.

Nie Xiaoxiao kept glancing at her mother, her eyes filled with panic.

But in an instant, the nurse immediately stopped her and turned to look at Director Nie: "You should go to the first floor right away. You can't stay on the second floor for long, that's the rule."

Director Nie responded, took one last look at Nie Xiaoxiao, and then turned and left.

Nie Xiaoxiao struggled, but after seeing Director Nie turn and leave, her dark eyes filled with deep disappointment, turning empty, and she lost all vitality.

After the nurses pushed Nie Xiaoxiao back to her ward and put her in a comfortable position, they left without paying any attention to her.

The entire ward 444 was eerily quiet. Nie Xiaoxiao lay there without making a sound, as if even her breathing had disappeared.

Shen Qingchan called out anxiously a few times, "Hey, are you still alive?"

Nie Xiaoxiao stiffly turned her head to look at her, her dark eyes focused for a moment before turning away again.

Shen Qingchan lifted Nie Xiaoxiao's blanket. Her waist was wrapped with a bandage, and blood was seeping from her lower back. The bandaging method was surprisingly similar to the one on Nie Xiaoxiao's waist.

She glanced at Nie Xiaoxiao, who was still recovering from general anesthesia, and ignored the pair of eyes staring at her. The 5 or 6-year-old girl was very light, and she was easily turned over by Nie Xiaoxiao.

"You..." Nie Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, weakly wanting to curse her.

Just as she expected, Nie Xiaoxiao's back bleeding worsened, and the incision was also on her back.

This is the same surgery she underwent.

Simply making an incision and stitching it up for no reason is equivalent to curing a mental patient. Such a doctor is just too good at ripping people off.

Perhaps the reason why Wall Hospital went bankrupt was because this inexplicable surgery was discovered.

The ward door clicked open, and a nurse walked in, carrying a bag of medicine, which she casually tossed onto Nie Xiaoxiao's bedside.

She only left one sentence: "Here's your medicine. Take it carefully. Your mother can come to see you after she gets off work tonight."

After the nurse finished speaking, she left the ward.

Upon hearing the last sentence, Nie Xiaoxiao's eyes brightened, and her previously lifeless face came alive.

Nie Xiaoxiao struggled to sit up, and in her panic, she pulled at the injection site on her hand. The needle pierced the back of her hand at an angle, and a few drops of blood oozed out, but she didn't care at all.

Shen Qingchan pressed the back of her hand to stop the bleeding: "What are you doing?"

Nie Xiaoxiao kept murmuring to herself, as if reminding herself, "Mommy is coming to see me, Mommy is coming to see me..."

"I need to clean up..." Nie Xiaoxiao struggled to pull her hand away from Shen Qingchan's grasp. Shen Qingchan couldn't bear it and helped her remove the needle and put on a band-aid.

There were quite a few band-aids in the bedside table; I don't know how Nie Xiaoxiao got so many.

A short while later, Nie Xiaoxiao got out of bed and staggered barefoot toward the toilet. Seeing her unsteady and flustered steps, Shen Qingchan followed her.

Nie Xiaoxiao stood in front of the mirror, took out a comb, and began to comb her hair.

The mirror on the washbasin was a bit high, and she struggled to stand on tiptoe. After a while, she felt so uncomfortable that her face turned pale.

Shen Qingchan took the comb from her hand and began to comb her hair: "Won't your mother come to comb your hair later?"

"No... I can't let Mom see..."

Nie Xiaoxiao's voice was weak and feeble, as if she might faint at any moment.

Sensing something was wrong, Shen Qingchan probed Nie Xiaoxiao's carotid artery with two fingers; the pulse was beating rapidly and at a high frequency.

Shen Qingchan quickly combed her hair and took her little hand, leading her to the hospital bed.

During the short walk from the toilet to the ward, Nie Xiaoxiao leaned almost all her weight on Shen Qingchan.

Shen Qingchan sighed and picked Nie Xiaoxiao up in her arms.

Nie Xiaoxiao was unaware of Shen Qingchan's actions. When she was picked up, her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively hugged Shen Qingchan's neck tightly.

She wanted to ask a question, but the moment her bottom touched the soft bedding, Shen Qingchan withdrew her hand.

Nie Xiaoxiao leaned against the headboard, her dark eyes looking at Shen Qingchan sitting beside her. Her eyes sparkled, and she murmured, flattered, "Sister...you're so kind."

Shen Qingchan smiled slightly, speaking in a coaxing tone, "Since I'm so good to you, can you tell me about your experiences at this hospital?"

Nie Xiaoxiao slowly exhaled and said, "I don't have much of a story, but I feel that sick children shouldn't come to this hospital."

Nie Xiaoxiao finished speaking so much in one breath, and then it took her a long time to catch her breath.

Shen Qingchan hesitated whether to press the nurse call button.

She had a bad feeling—she felt that Nie Xiaoxiao was about to die.

If the button is pressed, Nie Xiaoxiao will be taken to the operating room, which will be another long wait. She is not sure if she will be able to wait until Nie Xiaoxiao comes out of the operating room alive.

Most importantly, her side story will make no progress.

If the pressure wasn't applied, Nie Xiaoxiao might miss the best time for rescue.

Shen Qingchan hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Why?"

"Because this hospital...cough...they're not doctors." Nie Xiaoxiao's breathing was a little labored, her breaths coming in short and long bursts.

"Ha..." Nie Xiaoxiao suddenly laughed again, "I hate the first floor the most. The schedule Mom wrote makes it impossible for me to play. The second floor is much better... On the second floor, I can go wherever I want..."

As Nie Xiaoxiao spoke, she coughed for a long time.

Every time she coughed, Shen Qingchan's hand would involuntarily move towards the nurse call button.

"If I hadn't cursed... hadn't cursed Mom's schedule as a pile of shit... I wouldn't have been sent up to the second floor, and I could have stayed with Mom on the first floor... together." Nie Xiaoxiao said, too tired to even sit up, and slid onto the bed and lay down.