Madam is a rebel, please surrender quickly

As soon as Su Zhixing and others came out of the elevator of the inpatient building, they heard from afar the nurse scolding Su Changqing outside the ward door.

"Humpbacked old man, you have no strength, no looks, and you even smell like medicine."

The female nurse covered her nose and was very disgusted with Su Changqing.

It would be fine if he was ugly, but the smell of medicine on his body was so strong that it could be smelled within a ten-mile radius.

"You are a sick person yourself, what can you do? If you have any conscience, just quit your job. Do you think it is so easy to be a caregiver?"

Su Zhixing's heart tightened. How could her master be ugly and have a hunchback?

When she saw Su Changqing just now, he was still dignified and elegant.

Although Su Changqing is nearly fifty years old, he has superb medical skills and knows the secrets of health preservation.

Besides, men are in their prime at 41, and men at 50 are the best.

If you don’t know him, you might think he is just a handsome uncle in his thirties.

Su Zhixing ran forward, and only when she got closer did she see clearly that Su Changqing had changed his appearance.

There was a large burn scar on Su Changqing's face, which stretched from one side of his face to his eyelid, making his entire face deformed, and many wrinkles were deliberately made on his face.

He also gave himself a severe hunchback. His originally upright posture seemed shorter now, as if he was carrying a pot on his back.

Su Zhixing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was really old and ugly.

In order to avoid being recognized by Ni Huiyue, the master took great pains to the point that he could not even straighten his back. It was so hard.

Su Zhixing couldn't help but envy Ni Huiyue.

Even when she is old, there are still people who are willing to sacrifice their own appearance just to take care of her.

This is true love.

Su Zhixing hurried over and stood in front of Su Changqing.

"Auntie, he is the nurse I hired. Please respect him. Also, the patient needs quietness. Please don't disturb him."

Su Zhixing thought for a moment, "From now on, nursing and sanitation work will be handled by Auntie, and I will give you double the salary. He only needs to take care of the patient's medication and emotions. Auntie, is this okay?"

When the female nurse heard about the double salary, she smiled brightly.

Anyway, she usually takes care of other patients alone.

The salary of a caregiver in Kyoto is not low, six hundred a day, which means nearly twenty thousand a month, double that is nearly forty thousand.

"Okay, okay, the girl is so pretty, she looks just like the patient. Is she the patient's daughter? I was saying that if the patient hadn't been so thin due to illness, she would have been a great beauty."

Su Zhixing smiled awkwardly. How could she be Ni Huiyue's daughter?

Ni Huiyue's daughter, Su Yan, was now clinging to Qiao Yichen's side, looking as beautiful as a fairy, and walking towards this side slowly.

If you don’t know, you might think she is a leader from somewhere who is here to inspect. How can she be a patient’s family member?

I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse for Ni Huiyue to have such a daughter who is all show and fake.

Su Zhixing wanted her master not to work too hard, so she generously adjusted the salary of the nursing lady.

"Auntie, it's settled then. You can ask me for your wages from now on."

The master's hands can be used to bring the dead back to life.

"Master..." Su Zhixing habitually held Su Changqing's arm and almost blurted out "Master".

Su Changqing stopped her with a look.

Su Zhixing quickly changed her words, "Master, since you are not in good health, just do the easy work and don't work too hard."

As she spoke, Su Zhixing playfully tapped Su Changqing's hunchback with her little hand.

Could it be that Master really has to take the blame?

Su Changqing nodded, "Thank you, little girl."

The master and the disciple smiled at each other, their eyes full of smiles.

But the next second, Su Zhixing felt a pair of sharp eyes that could not be ignored falling on her.

The gaze he cast at her was as cold and sharp as an icicle, as if it was going to poke two holes in the back of her head.

Just as she looked back in surprise, her collar suddenly tightened.

Then, her small body lightened, and she was lifted out of Su Changqing's arms like a chicken...