Chapter 987 Departure (14)

Graduated from a prestigious university, got all A's, and had all kinds of qualifications. It looked like the conditions were very good.

Jiang Wenxue is now completely treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, catching one after another.

She showed a kind smile and handed the information back.

"As long as you can keep my son from rejecting your care, you can raise whatever conditions you want in terms of salary."

Of course, the only premise is that she is not rejected by He Yan.

The beautiful and gentle lady hesitated for a moment: "If you trust me, aunt, then it doesn't matter if I give it a try."

"So, aunt, is your son in the hospital now?"

"Yes, he just turned twenty-three this year. As a result, he became paralyzed due to a sudden illness and his temper became very bad."

"I will tell you the specific situation later. Now, if it is convenient for you, you can go to the ward for a brief trial. This trial will be regarded as my interview with you."

Jiang Wenxue took out her cell phone, looked at the time on it, and said:

"Your name is Yun Si, right? Miss Yun, it's 8:17 now, and I will be listening outside."

"If you can stay in the ward until nine o'clock without arousing my son's anger, then the interview will be passed and I will give you the highest salary standard. What do you think?"

"Well, Auntie, you just need me to go in, don't you need me to do anything?" Miss Yun asked softly.

Jiang Wenxue considered it for a moment and continued: "You don't need to do anything, but after you go in, you have to speak out and try to talk to him."

"You can sit in a chair and talk to him. As long as it doesn't make him angry and push you away, the interview is considered a pass."

Miss Yun nodded clearly, "Since Auntie believes in me, I will do my best."

When the door to the room was gently pushed open, the lights from the corridor outside shone in, finally giving the room some light.

But then, when the door closed softly, darkness returned to the room again, quiet and without any sound.

The thermos box placed on the bedside table remained untouched.

The person lying on the hospital bed seemed to be dead, maintaining that posture, with his back to the ward door, and his body showing a stiff and twisted posture.

Yun Si walked gently to the bedside and stopped.

The snow-colored spinning skirt touched the hospital bed silently, and the faint fragrance it brought slowly dispersed invisibly.

Like warm tea in winter, it seems particularly out of place in this cold and pungent ward.

The gentle and unfamiliar breath approached, and the man with his eyes closed on the hospital bed instantly opened his cold and sinister eyes.

He didn't speak or move. The only movable right hand slowly grasped a knife under his body, silently.

The woman seemed to be very close to him, but she didn't seem to intend to do anything to him.

Just stood there quietly, looking at him, very focused.

The man held the knife tightly and didn't even speak, as if he wanted to see what she wanted to do.

After a while, she heard a faint voice behind her, and she seemed to be sitting on a chair.

After sitting quietly, she looked at his overly thin back with gentle eyes, and spoke softly, her voice as gentle as a rabbit, without showing any aggression.

She said: "Hello, Mr. He, I am Yun Si."