Pei Jinghong no longer said anything, and the two of them left the inpatient department together. Coming toward them was a woman who was exactly the same Lau Nana they had met outside the director’s office before, and the girl following her like a shadow was none other than Wen Xiu. When Lau Nana saw Ji Yunya, her eyes "zheng" lit up. Wen Xiu’s gaze, however, fell onto the man beside her, whom she had seen before on the promotional board in the hospital. Vice President Pei Jinghong of the hospital was both young and handsome and was the dream lover of many female doctors and nurses at the hospital. Mature, steady, low-key, and restrained—every gesture he made mesmerized women. Wen Xiu squinted and whispered, "She must have passed the interview and will now be our colleague." Lau Nana was very unwilling and, while passing Yun Ya, forcefully bumped into her. Yun Ya had been on her guard, and with a quick sidestep, she avoided the contact. Lau Nana, not expecting Yun Ya to suddenly move, nearly fell flat on her face—it would have happened had Wen Xiu not caught her in time. The source of this content ɪs novelFirｅ.net Lau Nana shook off Wen Xiu’s hand and turned back with a quarrelsome expression: "Can’t you watch where you’re going? Look what you did to me, apologize, or it’s not over between us." Yun Ya nonchalantly brushed her clothes as if shedding something unclean—the very spot where Lau Nana had made contact. Lau Nana’s face turned sour as she demanded, "I told you to apologize. Are you deaf or dumb?" Yun Ya’s eyes narrowed fiercely as she walked over and slapped Lau Nana across the face with such force that Lau Nana’s face skewed to one side. The sound of the slap was crisp and loud, attracting the attention of many onlookers. Wen Xiu jumped, not expecting the beautiful and gentle-looking girl to be so decisive in a fight. Pei Jinghong raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms in a spectator’s pose. "You hit me? You actually hit me?" Lau Nana covered her face in disbelief. Yun Ya said coldly, "I detest it most when someone says those words in front of me. I let it go the first time, but this is the second time. You need to learn your lesson." Her dark eyes glowed with a cold, eerie light, like a bottomless abyss that made Lau Nana recoil instinctively. Yet the stinging pain on her face reminded her of the humiliation she had suffered and spurred her to slap back at Yun Ya: "I’m going to fight you." Yun Ya easily caught Lau Nana’s wrist, and the next moment, Lau Nana’s face turned pale with pain: "It hurts..." The point where Yun Ya clutched felt as if it was being stabbed with needles, making her entire arm numb and powerless. Yun Ya had learned a bit of traditional Chinese medicine from an old physician, and she knew well the wonder of several acupoints on the human body, such as the Chi Ze acupoint on the wrist, which could cause immediate arm numbness. But not everyone could achieve this. It required precise judgment to accurately locate the Chi Ze acupoint and apply the correct angle and force for the effect. Yun Ya had practiced thousands of times before gradually mastering the skill. She found it very useful, especially against hot-tempered and aggressive women—it never failed. "This is the last time. Let me hear you mention those words near me again..." She leaned close to Lau Nana’s ear and murmured, "I’ll make you regret being alive." In the depths of her pitch-black eyes lay a dark abyss, Hell itself. Without another glance at Lau Nana’s pale and frightened face, Yun Ya released her grip. Without Yun Ya’s support, Lau Nana stumbled backward, and Wen Xiu hurried to catch her. Yun Ya’s indifferent gaze swept over Wen Xiu’s face and, at the moment Wen Xiu looked at her, Yun Ya curved her lips into a small smile, then turned and walked away. Wen Xiu stared at the retreating figure of the girl, still shaken by those piercing eyes, struggling to come back to reality. Lau Nana painfully climbed up, glaring resentfully at their departing figures: "Just you wait..." After a moment’s thought, Wen Xiu still felt the need to remind, "Nana, do you know who that man beside her was?" Lau Nana’s eyebrows knitted together, unimpressed, "Who?" Wen Xiu shook her head and sighed, "Vice President Pei." Lau Nana’s eyes widened: "Who did you say...?" Stepping out of the inpatient building, Pei Jinghong glanced at the girl beside him—delicate and pure, genteel and elegant, seemingly like a well-cultivated lady of high society. He hadn’t expected her to be so fierce when it came to fighting; for a moment back there, he thought she had been possessed. However, he had to admit that the Ji Yunya who fought was more like the real her. The current version, though perfect, always had an air of unreality, giving people the sense of looking at flowers through the fog.