My Sweet Physician Wife Calls The Shots

The woman's face paled immediately. Yet, she refused to back down. "Deputy Commander Luo, how could you do this? I was the one who was wronged in your neighborhood today."

"But you were speeding down such a narrow road. Also, it's already dark and you still chose to speed. That makes this your fault."

"Then I can change in the future!"

"Who knows if you'll change in the future? After all, when you came to my place to work, you promised that you would be at my place from four in the afternoon to nine o'clock every day. I paid you enough money, but you knew that my wife and I would only come home after eight o'clock every day. Thus, you would only come over at seven. You let my daughter starve. Since she saw that you were always not around when she was hungry, now she'd just eat out. We wanted you to find another job after this month, but since this happened today, I might as well pay you for the very last time."

Just like that, Deputy Commander Luo fired the woman.

"Grandpa, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

After all, the old master had not told her his identity. She could not tell him that she knew him, right? Furthermore, she believed that the old master would not let her leave.

As expected, she had only taken two steps when the old master started to cry out.

He even clutched at his waist as he yelled.

The woman was throwing away a small pile of parts from the electric-powered scooter when she jumped in shock at the old master's sudden yell while clutching his waist. Afraid that Zhong Nuannuan would demand her to pay for the old master's medical fees, she took the opportunity to throw the trash away and distance herself from Zhong Nuannuan.

"Grandpa, are you alright?" Even though she knew that there was an 80% probability that the old master was pretending, Zhong Nuannuan could not help getting anxious.

After all, the elderly could suffer from shortness of breath after experiencing a shock.

Coincidentally, the old master was actually suffering from shortness of breath.

Seeing that his granddaughter-in-law was about to leave, he panicked and wanted to pretend that his waist hurt. However, that sudden turn actually twisted his waist.

Not only did he sprain his waist, but he also got caught in his breath.

At this moment, he was in such pain that his expression transformed.

The bodyguards who were pretending to be onlookers exchanged glances with each other. They could not figure out whether the old marshal was currently pretending or otherwise. Was he pretending? Or was he still pretending?

Therefore, in the end, everyone continued to observe him silently and did not go forward to ask.

After all, if he did not twist his waist earlier, it would be less likely for him to twist his waist now.

Yet, nobody knew the pain felt inside the old master's heart!

Not only had he twisted his waist, but he was also having difficulty breathing.

He wanted to call for help, but he was in such pain that even his breathing felt constricted. How could he speak now?

Would he die before his granddaughter-in-law today?

Seeing that something was amiss, Zhong Nuannuan immediately helped the old master onto a stone bench.

"Grandfather, bear with it. Put your hand here."

Zhong Nuannuan supported the old master on the stone bench with one hand and lifted up a corner of his shirt with the other. As the bodyguards continued to watch, they finally realized that something went wrong. Before they could stop Zhong Nuannuan, she had already stuck a silver needle into his waist.

"Stop!"

The bodyguards were aghast. Two of them quickly ran forward to stop Zhong Nuannuan.

"Shut up!"

Seeing that one of them was about to touch her hand, Zhong Nuannuan barked a stern rebuke that shocked the man into hesitation.

However, these were the guards who stayed by the old marshal's side. They were trained in the special forces for a long time. In fact, some of the older ones had even experienced several assassinations. Who were they to be stopped by Zhong Nuannuan just because she yelled at them to shut up?