"I should have strangled you the moment you were born!"
"Bi Xia, you heartless thing! I curse you!"
As the door to the ward slowly closed, and the insulting words occasionally drifted out, Bi Xia curled her lips indifferently, leaning lightly against the wall, lost in her thoughts.
Meng Chi, having completed the paperwork and returned, saw Bi Xia's demeanor and heard the shouting from Bi Qingyun. His brow furrowed harshly, casting a cold glance at the ward door. He signaled to the doctor beside him, and soon, five or six people dressed as doctors and nurses surged into the ward, followed by the man's screams.
"Boss," Meng Chi stepped forward and handed over the documents to Bi Xia, "it's all done."
Bi Xia glanced sideways, "Is it still useful?"
Meng Chi looked at the papers, "Probably not anymore."
