Hearing what I said, Wang Sitian pushed Dazhuang away all at once, desperately shaking her head, "No, I don't want to be with that old bastard. I won't be a nurse anymore; even if I leave the hospital, I won't accompany that old pervert."
"You can go back and think it over carefully now, but my advice is not to accompany that so-called dean." I walked over and took Wang Sitian's hand, "Your life is for you to decide, no one else can make your choices for you, so you need to seriously consider."
"Mm-hmm, I understand," Wang Sitian agreed, and then she walked out.
Watching Wang Sitian's departing figure, I sighed helplessly.
I wanted to help her, but this was all I could do; as for what she would ultimately choose, that was up to her.
Around ten o'clock at night, Liu Shasha walked into the ward, brazenly on her own.
In her words, after having been with Dazhuang, she experienced an unparalleled thrill, and going back to her boyfriend felt utterly bland and uninteresting.