A clueless intern walked in: "This is a hospital, why are you shouting so loudly?"
Han Jingchen's face turned dark: "You yourself said this is a hospital. If I can't shout for a doctor, who do you suggest I shout for?"
This intern didn't back down either: "What's with your attitude? This is a hospital, not your home..."
She was the type to judge people by their appearances, seeing that they were in a three-person ward, she assumed they weren't important figures, so her attitude was naturally dismissive.
Before she finished speaking, footsteps were heard approaching from outside.
She wanted to say more when the director rushed in: "Professor Han, how are you feeling?"
Xinyan, enduring the pain, waved to the director: "My dad's just too nervous, sorry about that. But considering the frequency of these contractions, it won't be long now."
Every word they exchanged was understood by the sidelined intern. But together: what on earth was going on?
