"Stay here?"

Zhou Manli sneered and lowered her voice. She knew she was outside a hospital room, so she could not disturb her son.

"You bunch of trash! My son's already been in bed for a month! He still doesn't look like he will wake up any time soon. Why should I trust you?"

More importantly, they had lost a powerful assistant and Song Rui was struggling to keep the company's affairs in order.

"Mrs. Song, please be more civilized."

The head doctor furrowed his brows and his face sank.

His name was highly recognized in the country! This private hospital was financially backed and constructed by several big families, the medical equipment in it were the latest models in the world, and the medical staff were all elites.

Sure, the Songs were rich, but in this hospital, the staff had seen plenty of rich people.

Even the big boss, Elder Huo, was currently staying in their hospital. What right did this woman have to yell at them?

"I'm being too civilized. No matter what, my son is leaving the hospital today. I've already contacted the hospital overseas and someone will be coming to pick him up soon. You don't need to worry about anything else!" Zhou Manli furrowed her brows fiercely.

Normally, when someone wanted to seek death, the doctor didn't bother stopping them.

But he felt bad for the girl who previously sat outside the injured man's room for over 20 hours like a broken doll. They had focused all their energy on saving this guy, how could they just treat him like nothing now?

"If you insist on transferring hospitals, there's nothing we can do. But Mrs. Song, there's something I must tell you: the grass isn't always greener on the other side. You should open your eyes and take a good look at the world. Our country's medical facilities are much better than in the past!"

Besides, Song Wenchuan's condition was already stable. He simply hadn't woken up because he had suffered a head injury.

Even if he was to go overseas, what could they do about it? Were they going to force him awake? They needed to give him time to recover!

"Tch, then why isn't my son awake yet? Do you know how much money we're losing each day that he isn't awake? Can you afford to compensate us?!"

"If you keep talking trash and wasting time, Song Corporation is going to go bankrupt!"

A soft and cold voice sounded as Song Yaoyao approached carrying her backpack with her hands in her pockets.

"Miss Song?"

The head doctor's eyes lit up and he immediately greeted her. "Hello, my name is Wei Yuanfan. During your brother's surgery, I gave you and Dr. Liu some assistance. Do you remember me?"

In the eyes of those with real skills, they didn't care about money, they cared about ability.

Regardless of Chinese or Western medicine, as long as they could save people, then they were worthy of respect!

Even though Song Yaoyao looked young, her courage was worthy of respect, and her acupuncture skills were impressive.

"Song Yaoyao? What are you doing here?"

After everything she experienced, Zhou Manli was a lot calmer this time. She still remembered how she rushed into the hospital room last time and discovered that Song Jingwan's wrists and ankles had been broken by Song Yaoyao.

This girl was a demon; not her daughter!

Fear appeared in Zhou Manli's eyes and she began to distance herself from Song Yaoyao.

"He's not transferring. I'm taking over from here and I will definitely wake him up."

Song Yaoyao spoke calmly. She wasn't asking for permission; she was simply notifying them.

"You must be dreaming!"

Zhou Manli gritted her teeth and glanced at her. "Don't think that just because you entered the operating theater once, you can take all the credit. You know nothing! All you're going to do is kill Chuan!"