When Ben came back in the evening and heard about Nancy, he couldn't help sighing, "I never expected that so many things had happened to Dr. Nancy just two days after I left, and I saw a man pestering her at the door that day."

Eric didn't respond, and Ben continued, "It was her ex-boyfriend, but I didn't think that guy was a good person. When I got Dr. Nancy's phone number and called to confirm if it was her, I heard her crying very hard. I guess it was for him."

Sam chimed in, "Dr. Nancy is pretty, but how could her constitution be so bad? She's either a bad guy or a man who plays with women's feelings."

"I don't know if it's a man who plays with women's feelings, but Dr. Nancy is indeed quite good-looking." Ben chuckled.

Eric gave a cold glance to stop the gossip, but thinking about what they said, he thought Nancy was okay.

As for beauty, it wasn't the kind that was extremely outstanding, but there was an indescribable quality about her that made her stand out from the crowd at a glance, and he recalled that when Nancy stepped out of the operating room, her lively eyes were like starlight...

Lying in bed tossing and turning, Nancy just couldn't fall asleep.

The last text message she sent was to Jason when she came out of the city office, "I know that guy was sent by you, Jason, how shameless are you? ! Did you choose to live near your previous neighborhood just to make me hate you even more? !"

Jason didn't respond, didn't reply a word, that's not normal.

Nancy couldn't understand Jason's sudden abnormality. He had called her to humiliate her long ago.

I don't know when she fell asleep, but when she woke up, she was woken up by the rumbling outside. In a daze, Nancy heard May saying to her daughter Doris, "Get another egg to eat on the way. You get up so early every day, you have to eat better."

Doris, May's daughter, is in her second year of high school. She is very proud at a young age and, like May, hates the White family to death. The difference is that May is quite nice to Carl.

In a daze, Nancy heard May say to Carl again, "Give me two hundred dollars. I haven't given Doris pocket money this week yet."

Nancy sighed, as if the family outside the door was separated from her by a wall, and none of them were her family except Carl, or rather, none of them had ever regarded her as a family.

Remembering that she had to take Eric for a check-up, Nancy got out of bed and walked out of the room. Doris was still there, and she gave Nancy a cold look. "All the classmates are now using iPad to watch online tutorial classes, but I'm not."

It was clear that she was talking to Nancy.

Carl frowned and was about to tell her to go to school quickly when May, in a shrill voice, said, "How expensive that is! We can't afford it. If it were in the past, we could have received one from Jason. Now, some people are afraid they can't even support themselves."

A burst of disgust in her heart, Nancy turned back to her room, and Doris snorted outside, "Even if I play the violin well, so what? As long as I don't do well in my studies, I won't get into any good school."

Seeing the baby girl speak, May teased Carl, "Look, the child has made a request. Can't you just give her some money to buy one? ! Nancy is already so old. What are you doing with so much money waiting to marry her twice? !"

Carl glared at her, and May softened her tone immediately. "Carl, you know I have no talk, but I'm anxious too. Nancy is your daughter, Doris is too. You have to treat everyone equally."

"I'm not short of her to eat and drink," Carl, in a bad mood, shook off May's hand that was wrapped around his arm, changed his clothes and went out, his voice a little cold. "I'm going to work and won't come back for lunch."

For a moment, only Nancy and May were left in the room.

After washing up and changing her clothes, Nancy carried a pile of clothes she had dragged back earlier, planning to drop them off at the dry cleaner on the way. May gave her a cold look and made a "cut" sound.

With a stiff back, Nancy held back her anger and didn't look at May. "What Doris wants, ask her to make a list for me, my dad is going to be laid off, I'm annoyed myself, you don't bother him, and my dad isn't as rich as you think."

Pause for a moment and add, "The two thousand or so dollars you took from my bag will be my meal bill."

Pale, May glared at her angrily. "You should have been aware of this long ago. You're still studying now, so it's your duty to support the family."

"All right." Nancy agreed, then opened the door and went out.

When they arrived at the hospital, Eric had just woken up, and Nancy waited to take him through the examination and then went back to fetch him breakfast.

Whether in a good mood or accepting the fact that he was injured, Eric finished eating quickly, without the resistance he had shown the previous two days. Nancy looked happy and walked over to draw the curtains, and the bright, warm light filled the room.

"Draw it," Eric's face darkened and his voice suddenly became cold. Nancy stood in the sunlight and looked at him in a daze. "It's such a fine day and the curtains are closed so tightly, it's going to make you feel down."

Eric ignored, and his voice was even colder. "I told you to close it."

The hand holding the curtain froze, Nancy was a little stunned, Sam had gone back, Ben, who had stayed here to look after Eric, came over quickly, "swish" the curtain shut, and then gave Nancy a careful look.

She didn't quite understand what he meant, but obediently let the room turn back to a hazy gray.

In the somewhat dim ward, Eric's stern expression and sharp eyes turned back into the cold man he was in the operating room. Nancy stared at him for a while before realizing that those black agate-like eyes were already looking back at her.

There was a burning sensation in her face, and Nancy withdrew her gaze. "It's time for the injection. I'll go and bring you some medicine."

"I don't need it," Eric refused clearly, looking at her coldly. "Even if it's treated, I'm not sure I'll get better."

He tried to move his feet under the covers, but felt nothing, except for his toes, and could hardly turn over.

Noticing this, Eric's face darkened even more.

Nancy had no idea what was going on in his mind. She just felt that he was a bit unhappy, so she walked over to console him, "There's still a chance to get better. What you said isn't an absolute outcome."

Looking straight and calm at her, Eric curled his lips silently. "I remember you said in the operating room that you had only a little over a year of experience in surgery. So many experienced doctors wouldn't dare to say something, what right do you say? !"