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Nash didn't wait for the nurse to speak. He immediately called the hospital director and made his stance clear that Lisa had to be fired.

Lisa panicked, clutching Nash's legs and begging, "Mr. York, I realize my mistake. Please, give me another chance. My parents went through so much to get me this job. I can't let them down."

"If you were truly concerned about your parents' efforts, you wouldn't have slandered me," Nina stated firmly. "Director, if she's not fired, I'll escalate this matter, and if the hospital gets dragged into it, don't say I didn't warn you."

Understanding Nash's influence, the director immediately had Lisa removed from the hospital. Her cries and protests echoed through the entire floor as she was dragged out. The director apologized profusely to the couple and reassigned the head nurse to take over Lisa's duties.

Nash was satisfied and, on his way out, mentioned that he would fund the renovation of the inpatient department. The director was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.

Meanwhile, Nina, who had fallen asleep after taking her medication, sensed someone entering the room. Assuming it was Nash, she didn't react at first. But when she noticed the door closing quietly, she immediately became alert.

"You?" Nina opened her eyes to see Lisa standing by the bed, holding a syringe with a menacing look.

"What do you think you're doing?" Nina's hand instinctively moved toward the pillow as she kept her eyes locked on Lisa.

"What do you think? I lost my job because of

out of bed, heading for the door. But

around, grabbing Lisa's hand and slamming it against the wall. The syringe clattered

going to kill you,"

her pregnancy, didn't want to make any sudden moves, so she pushed Lisa away. She then

think I

had hoped their conflict wouldn't escalate, but Lisa was determined to harm her. Gripping Nina's foot tightly,

a sharp kick, sending Lisa sprawling. As Nina made her way to the

grabbing her

save you, they won't be able to save your baby with an artery

her, "What do you want? Maybe I can help." "That's better. But it's too late for that now. You cost me my

maniacal laughter echoed through the corridor. Patients and nurses stood by, too terrified to intervene, fearing