Transmigrated as Fat young missy

Qin Mufeng smirked. Lu Yaran’s threats meant nothing to him, so he didn’t even blink an eye.

After staying quiet for some time, he said in a raspy and confused tone, "Ma’am, let me remind you that I am still a patient."

"Are you crazy? Mufeng just woke up. How could you try to hit him?"

Qin Yicheng quickly pulled Lu Yaran away. He was so strong that he caused her to stumble a little.

Wei Yuanfan also rushed forward to stop her. "Mrs. Qin, we already told you that the patient suffered serious trauma. To be honest, it’s already a miracle that he survived and woke up. Judging by his current condition, we can pretty much conclude that he has amnesia. We will have to observe him further to determine whether it’s long-term or short-term. But..."

"But what? I told you I wanted to have him treated overseas! It’s all yours and that brat’s fault for stopping me! If Mufeng doesn’t recover his memory, I won’t let you get away with it!"

Wei Yuanfan’s expression also turned cold, "Mrs. Qin, don’t take things too far. We can only tolerate so much. The hospital is here to cure and save people, not for you to insult! If you have a problem with us, then feel free to change hospitals! If you have so much faith in the medical facilities overseas, then why don’t you fly overseas every time you catch the flu or have a fever!"

"How dare you speak back at me! You’re the incapable one! Otherwise..."

"You guys take your time. I’m going back to rest."

The skinny man stood up; he looked even taller than usual. Paired with his powerful aura, he had a strong sense of intimidation.

The pain in his legs hadn’t recovered yet. So he sat in his wheelchair with a coat on.