Chapter 551: Killers

Hospital.

As Cheyenne walked past Eddie's office in her white sneakers, she suddenly heard voices coming from inside.

It was obviously a woman's voice. She immediately stopped, her face full of curiosity, and took a few steps closer with lighter steps.

Pressing her ears against the door, she strained to listen to the conversation.

"Mr. Zamora, this is the special wolfberry chicken soup I made. It's very nourishing and tastes good. Please try it."

As Cheyenne puzzled over who the woman speaking was, she licked her lips and her stomach let out a faint "growl."

She was hungry.

She had rushed out in the morning and hadn't had breakfast.

Eddie didn't seem to appreciate her overture, and his tone was casual as he politely declined her offer, "Thank you, Miss Owen, but I'm not hungry right now."

"Even if you're not hungry, you can still have a sip. This is my exclusive recipe and it's very nourishing. It's good for your health."

"I'm still young and don't really need it. Miss Owen, I have work to do, and there are many patients waiting for me."

"Just have a sip, please."

Tsk tsk tsk, listen to that tone... Is she acting coquettish?

It's really surprising. Miss Owen, who usually behaves arrogantly and looks down on everyone, is actually trying to please Eddie.

Cheyenne's first thought was astonishment, followed by a sense of disappointment.

Deciding not to disturb the two in their private space, Cheyenne lifted her foot, about to leave.

Suddenly, someone inside the ward pulled the door open.

She collided with Leah.

usually irritable Leah blushed and averted her eyes, evading Cheyenne's scrutiny. Then she raised her head, glared at Cheyenne, and

words had even settled, she picked up the chicken soup and, in her stiletto heels, stormed out in a fit

nose

eyes grow

a bit plump, but

but could anyone in the entire Akloit find

surprised to see Cheyenne at his office door, his fair and delicate face showing a look of

from behind his desk and hurried to stand in front of Cheyenne, fervently explaining

it's not what you think. Miss Zamora and I are just

to what he was saying; she angrily furrowed her brows, her burning

family is so poor she can't afford a mirror to look at herself? It

he was with, but the fact that Miss

went to Kyson's office but couldn't find him, she walked down the hallway proudly, encountering several medical interns along the way. They were all college students in their early twenties, who had

person, the young men

beautiful, not a single

looks elegant and artistic,

a put her hands

on her

and sweet voice echoed in their

guys complimenting

They were dumbfounded.

up close like this, they were too scared to even

her round, enchanting eyes. With a hint of a smile, she resembled a goddess with an aloof demeanor. "Senior? How old are

"2... 23."

"Oh, I'm 21."

react for a while. It was then followed

and already a director... while they, at 23,

of the interns gathered the courage

I'm

In school, we

the lab

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