Seeing her stammering, Eric understood, curled his lips and called the nurse back to the ward.

With a frown on her brows, Nancy was thrown into confusion by his mysterious smile, not knowing what he meant, and Jason, who saw the scene behind him, quickened his pace and rushed over.

"Who is that person? !" Jason was a step behind, seeing only Eric's back. "Why is he holding your hand? What's your relationship? How long have you known each other? !"

There was a hint of annoyance on Jason's face, and Nancy was puzzled. "Does it have anything to do with you? ! I've broken up with you!"

Pause, then sneer at him again, "What? Are you willing to leave my house with concern? ! Why don't you bring her to my workplace and give me another beating in front of my colleagues, patients and those strangers? !"

Nancy's words pierced Jason's face, "Don't worry, she won't come to you again."

"What benefits did you promise her? !" Nancy didn't believe that care would be so easy to talk to, and that woman was no good at all.

"There is, but it's not your turn." Jason looked down at her, his eyes full of anger. "Who is that man? !"

"Blind eyes? !" Nancy glared. "Don't see him in a hospital gown? !"

"......" With an angry shut, Jason stared at her as if trying to tell if she was lying.

Sometimes men are so strange that even a woman they don't want can't bear to be close to another man.

Nancy was also burning with rage, and as soon as she saw Jason's face, she thought of him and cared, "Is it okay now? Is it okay I'm leaving, and don't come to my workplace again."

"Wait," Jason grabbed her hand and gave a sudden mocking laugh. "In a hurry to be transferred to another hospital, it turns out he has his eye on a man in a wheelchair."

"You..." Nancy got angry. "You can humiliate me, but you can't humiliate my patients!"

Nancy shook off his hand, took a step and turned back to stand and look at him, her eyes as cold as ice. "Jason, you hear that clearly. Even if he were in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, you wouldn't compare to the nails he cut and threw away from his hand."

"I, the acting director of the Royal Group, am not as good as a man in a wheelchair... Nails? !" Jason's face, like a sun that never rises again, was sinking little by little.

"Not as good as!" Nancy nodded affirmatively.

Angry Jason reached out to pull Nancy over, but she just let out a scream and moved away.

Jason glared at her, feeling that coming to her was a disgrace. Originally, he just wanted to tell her that there was no need to worry about causing her more trouble, but by chance...

Jason was on the verge of death.

Not understanding his anger at the moment, Nancy continued to tease, "You, a man who's been cheating on, what right do you have to be here to talk to me about who I'm interested in and who I'm not interested in? If you want to dump me, be a bit more troublesome. Don't drag yourself out like a man!"

"All right." After a long silence, Jason dropped a word and turned to drive away.

Staring at his speeding figure, Nancy was so angry that she could hardly catch her breath for a long time. "Really sick, pretending to be affectionate to anyone, not disgusted."

She was certain that it wasn't that he was reluctant to part with her, but that he couldn't bear to see other men around her.

It was like this before, otherwise she wouldn't have ended up five years without a single friend.

Back in the ward in anger, Eric had just put on his pants, his bandaged upper body was tight, and Nancy was stunned when she looked up and saw it.

Have you seen enough? !" It was a few minutes before Eric gave a lukewarm glance.

"Not bad," Nancy pursed her lips. "Whether to appreciate or not, I'm not a fool."

It felt like someone had punched his chest, Eric retorted, "Was that your boyfriend just now? !"

"Ex-boyfriend, thanks." Nancy corrected.

"Since it's your ex-boyfriend, why did he come to you again? !" Eric was half-smiling and Nancy was stunned. "It's about you? !"

"It doesn't matter," Eric shook his head. "Just curious."

"You're not such a gossipy person," Nancy frowned. "Besides, what's there to be curious about for someone like him?"

"I am." Eric's gaze was straight, not at all joking.

Seeing her staring blankly in front of him, Eric held back his laughter and kept a stern face.

"This, that..." Nancy, not knowing what to say, paused for a moment, remembering his previous smile, and asked, "What did you laugh just now, and why did you suddenly pull me and say you want to wait for me?" !"

"Not happy." Eric's cold eyes narrowed slightly.

"Huh? !" Nancy was stunned again. "What are you unhappy about? !"

"I'm not happy to see a man staring straight and leaving behind a patient who says he'll take good care of him." Eric spoke unhurriedly, with a rogue tone that complemented his haughty demeanor.

To say it's a taste, it doesn't seem like it; to say no, it feels like there's no way to explain.

Nancy coughed in disbelief, "Just for this? !"

But when she asked again, Eric stopped answering.

After finishing the afternoon's work, Nancy packed up Eric's leftover dinner and set the alarm clock again. "Let's go. Didn't you want to go out for a walk during the day? Now the sun has just set and it's windy outside. It's just the right time for a stroll."

Nancy smiled and added, "Our hospital is big, well landscaped and has a small garden."

The arched eyebrows raised slightly, and Eric's straight nose wrinkled a little. "You want to go to that little garden? !"

'Yes.' Nancy nodded with a smile.

"Not going." Eric refused without hesitation, "Nowhere you want to go."

"......" Speechless and choking, Nancy is very angry, "You say you won't go and you won't go, you're thinking beautifully!"

Peering out the door and waving her hands, Nancy called a caregiver to lift Eric into a wheelchair.

Happily pushing Eric into the elevator, Nancy tilted her head with a smug smile, "Colonel Eric, do you have a place you want to go? !"

With his bright eyes slightly closed, Eric was a little displeased.

Seeing that he didn't concern, Nancy continued to press.

'No.' With a curved corner of his mouth, Eric still wouldn't be fooled.

Nancy's face was broken, and she awkwardly lowered her head to scratch her hand, glanced at him, and lowered her head again.

Suddenly the tone shifts...

Nancy, with a red face on her head, leaned her hand on the wheelchair armrest and looked at Eric up close. "You look so good. Even if you take your features apart, you look perfect."

"Thank you." Eric remained unmoved.

"Especially the eyes, they are very bright, a bit like peach blossom eyes, but very sharp," Nancy continued to praise him. "The nose is also very straight, and the mouth is so charming, just looking at it makes you want to taste if it's sweet."

"Oh?" ! Would you like to have a taste? !" Eric trips her up...