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Ang couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him, saying. There may be more idents in the future. For at
least the next three months, he needs the most careful care
Yusof’s eyes lit up as he looked at Ang, expressing, “I’ll pay you to take care of Mr. Winter for three
months, triple the market price!”
Triple the market price?
Ang felt a surge of excitement and couldn’t help but ask, “How much is it then?”
She wasn’t concerned about incurring more debt now. Although Jonathan didn’t mention it, she kept a
record in her notebook. She still carried a debt of over 12,000 dors from Jonathan.
Yusof, who was well–off, became an opportunity for Ang.
Clicking his tongue, rolling his eyes, and raising a finger, Yusof dered, “One fixed price- I’ll offer you
1.200 dors for three months!”
Only 1,200 dors?
Ang thought for a moment, stating, “Double it. I promise he will get better. I want 2,400 dors.”
“Why don’t you just rob a bank, Ang? Do you know how much 2,400 dors is? Most people can’t
even earn that in a year!” Yusof widened his eyes, stomping in anger.
Ang nced at Sarah and had to admit the school belle was indeed stunning, even without makeup.
With her straight and elegant long ck hair, Sarah exuded a cold and noble aura.
Dressed in the simplest outfit–a down jacket with a white turtleneck sweater underneath, her long legs
wrapped in jeans were straight and slender.
No wonder Yusof couldn’t erase the memory. With Sarah’s captivating beauty right before. him, Cassie
had a challenging task to outshine her.
Sarah’s thick ck eyshes fluttered slightly as she said, “Okay, Ang. As long as you can save my
father, I promise to pay whatever you ask for. I will give you 2,400 dors within three months.”
Ang smiled slightly. “Okay.”
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Joseph snorted coldly, his hands in the pockets of his white coat. Ang, you are still medical student
who hasn’t graduated. You don’t even have a medical license. This sess is mostly attributed to luck,
as you managed to stabilize the patient’s vital signs. In the future, don’t show off Leave it to the
professional doctors. We’ve initiated a joint consultation with other hospitals, and Daniel will also be
involved.”
He continued, “Don’t let the recent praise get to your head. Don’t even think you can outshine so many
experienced doctors, even Daniel.“
As he spoke, another doctor in the ward in a white coat nodded heavily.
“Dr. Kins is right. Let us professional doctors handle the follow–up treatment. After all, we are the most
familiar with the patient’s condition.”
Ang met Joseph’s eyes, a faint smile ying on her lips. “Do you think Mr. Winter could have held
on until Daniel arrived without me this time? Is it that hard to admit that I am excellent, Joseph?”
Her medical skills were taught by Charlotte. Denying her was like denying Charlotte.
Ang would not back down.
“Ang, don’t be ridiculous. You’re trying to confuse the facts!” Joseph restrained his anger.
“Joseph, I earned this money with my own skills. Since Mr. Winter’s family has no objections, could you
please not meddle in my affairs?” Ang tilted her eyes.
In her past life, Ang consistently held a preference for Joseph among all her brothers.
Joseph was gentle and polite, showing more care and concern for her than the other brothers.
But in this lifetime, Ang had figured out many things. Despite his care for her. Joseph always used it
as an excuse to think she was in the wrong, and she would apologize to keep the peace.
Joseph was nice to everyone, but he never really cared about anything. A good person on the surface
may not necessarily be a good person inside.
Joseph’splexion paled as he prepared to speak, but Yusof, with a sharp eye, cut him off, saying,
“Let Ang handle this, Dr. Kins.”
Luck might have yed a role before, but considering Alex’s past situation along with the
circumstances at that time, it wasn’t urate to attribute it solely to luck.
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Upon hearing Yusof’s suggestion, Ang raised an eyebrow. She pondered. He is quite sensible.
“Dr. Kins. I understand that you have our best interests in mind. But if it means saving my father. I am
willing to take any risk, even if it means Miss Kinscks the proper credentials,” Sarah asserted firmly
as she locked eyes with Joseph.
With unanimous agreement from the patient’s family members, Joseph clenched his jaw, his
expression darkening as he issued a warning. “Miss Winter, if anything goes wrong in the future, the
hospital will not be held ountable. Don’t regret your decision.”
After delivering his message. Joseph shot Ang a meaningful look before walking away.
Ang checked the time; exactly five minutes had passed. She motioned for the two individuals to step
aside, positioned herself by the bedside, and carefully began removing the
needle.
Ang proceeded with caution, understanding the precision required for needle removal.
Jonathan patiently waited for her to finish without rushing her.
Once she was done, Sarah tucked Zayn in and expressed her gratitude to Ang, saying softly,
“Ang, I truly appreciate your assistance. If my father improves, I am willing to repay you in any way,
even if it means working tirelessly.”
Ang looked up and offered a faint smile. “You’re teasing me. Even if I agreed. Yusof wouldn’t
approve.”
Yusof impatiently pulled Sarah aside, positioning himself in front of her. “Ang, you made a promise
to me. You must care for Mr. Winter for the next three months, or else…
Having spoken these words, Yusof cast a meaningful nce, signaling, “I wouldn’t let you off if you
messed this up.”
As he spoke, Yusof felt a sense of impending danger, as if a chilling presence lurked behind him,
causing a shiver to run down his spine.
Turning around, he caught sight of a man in a wheelchair, his eyes half–opened, exuding an aura of
power like a demon king awakening from slumber, making Yusof feel like prey his throat in the
predator’s grasp.
Yusof froze and averted his gaze.
Who is he… He seems to have a significant background.
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Later, Yusof politely escorted them out on Sarah’s behalf.
Sarah remained behind, keeping a close watch on Zayn’s condition
As Ang passed by a hospital room in the corridor, she heard amotion and paused to
investigate.
Inside, Britney was ttering dishes while muttering to herself.
On the bedy a middle–aged man with gray hair, looking weary with soup and crumbs on his chin. He
watched as Britney cleaned up, his speech incoherent.
Ang immediately recognized him. He’s Mike Lynch, Britney’s husband and the man who had
mistreated her like a servant.
Ang smirked inwardly, finding it coincidental to encounter Joseph that night and witness. the scene.
However, it confirmed her suspicions.
Britney was greedy and not easily gotten rid of if she didn’t get what she wanted.
Jonathan noticed Ang’s reaction and followed her gaze, his handsome features turning cold with a
hint of frost in his eyes.
After their engagement ceremony, Jonathan had Simon investigate Ang’s time spent with them in
the countryside.
Jonathan’s lips parted, and he uttered a chilling question, “Do you need a visit?”