They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 9: VIPs

Her gaze turned calculating. 'Seven thousand good points just for helping him? That's enough to keep me alive for six whole months! If I don't waste any of it, I can survive even longer!'

But as tempting as the reward sounded, the second part of the task made her hesitate. 'Why only 5 percent? What about the other 95 percent?' she asked the system.

The Love System replied with a cryptic tone, "Because it's not that easy. This man is... different. That 5 percent will be harder than you think. Good luck, Nnenna."

Nnenna narrowed her eyes at the man. He was clearly no ordinary patient, especially if he was staying in the hospital's VIP wing. She couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. 'Just who is he?'

The man, on the other hand, had no idea about her internal debate. He could feel her eyes boring into him, probably trying to figure out who he was.

His face remained impassive, but his thoughts were sharp. She seems useless, falling down the moment she walked in.

He scoffed silently. 'How lucky she is that she didn't touch even the corner of my clothes. Even if she's a VIP, I would make her pay for disturbing me.'

His gaze remained fixed ahead, but inwardly, he wondered. 'No ordinary person can enter this floor. So who is she?'

Nnenna, oblivious to his thoughts, clenched her fists in determination. She didn't care how difficult this man might be or what kind of attitude he had. With those points on the line, she was going to help him no matter what.

Shaking off his disdainful attitude, Nnenna straightened her back and spoke calmly, though a hint of annoyance laced her tone. "I can still help you...us. I brought my phone."

The man did not respond, his silence as if doubting her ability to do anything useful. Ignoring his silence, Nnenna quickly unlocked her phone.

She did not have the number for the hospital staff, so she resorted to dialing the emergency line instead. The call was picked up almost immediately.

female voice came through. "2** Emergency Contact. What's

sound composed. "My...uh, friend and I fell, and we can't get up. We're at

The mysterious man "..."

words. Friend? Since

confirming, "Let me make sure I got this right. You and your friend fell in

Nnenna replied eagerly, relieved that the

"What room are you

no idea what number this man's room was. Deciding to keep things vague, she answered, "Uh, we are in the VIP ward.

a hint of surprise. "Alright, we will contact the staff and have them send someone

you!" Nnenna said quickly before ending the

she beamed. "They're sending help!" Her cheerful tone wasn't necessary, but she wanted to find an excuse to talk to him. His cold silence was

immediately. He was in visible discomfort, and Nnenna suspected he was biting back a groan. But just as she began to think he would ignore her completely, he murmured a barely audible,

eyes widened. 'Did he just

decided not to comment, lest he retract it out

later, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the hall.

toward the man, clearly aiming to leave a good impression on this important VIP. But before she could touch him, her older colleague yanked her back

nurse reluctantly turned away and helped Nnenna instead, joining her colleague to

him back on the spacious bed. Once the task was done, they stood in a neat line, their silent presence

drip stand tightening. There was no way these were ordinary nurses. The air of discipline, the way they moved, it all screamed

mask on his face before she could see his face clearly, and flipping through a folder he had picked up from the bedside

eyes met hers. "Do you need an invitation to leave?" he asked mockingly, his voice dripping with disdain. "You barged in so easily earlier. It should be just as easy to walk out, right? Or what? You plan to move