Wen Zaao was a bit surprised, "That person even paid for your expenses?"
The nursing lady nodded, "Yes, I haven't seen such a kind person in a long time. Not only did he save someone, but he also helped pay the bills."
Suddenly, the nursing lady looked at Wen Zaao in shock, "Could he be the perpetrator?"
After asking this, she immediately dismissed the thought, shaking her head, "No, no, Mr. Zhou had a heart attack because he was agitated, it shouldn't be him."
The latter part sounded like she was talking to herself, but in Wen Zaao's ears, it sounded different.
Wen Zaao had just found out from the front desk nurse that Zhou Ang had a heart attack due to excessive emotional excitement.
It's all her fault. She had never argued with Zhou Ang like that, nor had she ever shown him such a face. If it weren't for the argument they had this morning, he wouldn't have gotten so agitated.
Wen Zaao was filled with self-blame, and her previous resentment towards him vanished.
