The flower delivery people completed their task and bowed extremely politely. “Please enjoy slowly, welcome to order next time.”

Laura's internal organs were about to explode.

"Go away."

She wished she could immediately throw these wreaths in those people's faces, but she had just finished surgery, and her whole body couldn't move, she just got angry, glared at them, and ordered them to leave.

This bitch. It's too much.

He gave her a flag and scolded her to do it herself, and then gave ...