C15 I will be Fired Immediately

"Bastard!" Jiang Nan shoved him aside with a kick.

Turning to Jiang Siqi, he pleaded, "Third Sister, it's been too long. A friend who protected me has lost a lot of blood. He's in Operating Room 12 right now, desperately needing RH negative blood. I'm begging you, you have to help me save him!"

Jiang Nan seemed to be just the remedy Jiang Siqi needed. As their eyes met, she transformed into the picture of intellect and grace.

"Don't worry, Nan," she reassured softly. "Your sister will take care of the suturing herself."

With a swift turn, her presence intensified, and she commanded, "Get all the RH negative blood to Operating Room 12 immediately. If anyone has a problem with that, they can take it up with me!"

The nurses, clearly intimidated by Jiang Siqi, hurried to fetch the blood and raced to Operating Room 12. Jiang Nan followed closely behind Siqi.

As the operating room doors swung open, the nurse inside greeted Jiang Siqi with utmost respect, her voice quivering, "Director, what brings you here?"

Jiang Siqi's response was icy, "No matter who was supposed to lead the surgery, I'm taking over now."

She strode into the room.

A nurse stepped out, turning to her colleague with a curious whisper, "Who is that guy, to have the Director herself step in as chief surgeon?"

Her fellow nurse hushed her and nodded towards Jiang Nan, murmuring, "That's the Director's little brother."

The nurse's eyes widened in surprise as she gave Jiang Nan a once-over.

Ten minutes later, the lights in the operating room dimmed, and Jiang Siqi emerged with her usual cool composure.

Jiang Nan rushed to her, anxious, "How did it go, Third Sister?"

With a gentle nod and a smile, Siqi patted Jiang Nan's head, "All is well. The suturing is complete; he just needs to recover from the blood loss."

Relief washed over Jiang Nan.

Zhao Yan and Zhang Qi had appeared at some point, flanking him with feigned concern. "Thank goodness everything's alright," they echoed.

"Who are you two?" Jiang Siqi's chill was of a different breed than that of Jiang Jixue and Jiang Shuangshuang. Hers was a bone-chilling cold that struck straight to the psyche!

"Director Jiang, Young Master Jiang and I are classmates. As the saying goes, 'A fight leads to friendship.'"

"Scram!"

With a single icy glare from Jiang Siqi, Zhang Qi's legs turned to jelly, and he bolted!

Zhao Yan ingratiated herself, "Director, rest assured, I'll give my nephew a proper talking-to once we're home."

"You're fired!"

The news hit Zhao Yan like a thunderbolt. She had clawed her way up to her current status, and as the department head at Imperial Hospital, she was courted by the elite, for in matters of life and death, all are equal. But without her position, she was no better than a stray dog.

"Director, you can't be serious!" Zhao Yan's face was awash with panic.

Jiang Siqi's response was firm, "My word is final. I won't repeat myself."

Realizing her fate was sealed, Zhao Yan crumpled to the floor in despair.

Ignoring the scene, Jiang Siqi instructed the nurse, "Put this person in a luxury ward, and say it was my decision."

"But Director, we've just cleared a spot in the luxury ward for Director Chen's mother in room 11."

"Let him wait, no matter who it is."

Taking Jiang Nan by the hand, Jiang Siqi strode out.

In the director's office, Jiang Siqi poured Jiang Nan a cup of tea and scattered a bounty of snacks on the table. "Eat, drink, and make yourself at home! I'm swamped with work and can't always make it home, so don't hold it against me, okay?"

Munching on snacks, Jiang Nan vigorously shook his head, "Third Sister, don't even say that."

Relieved, Jiang Siqi's eyes briefly glistened with unshed tears.

"Sis, I've got classes this afternoon, so I should head to school. And, could you make sure my friends are looked after?"

"You've got nothing to worry about. And forget the taxi—take my car. I'll have my driver take you."

Compared to Jiang Jixue, Jiang Miaomiao, and Jiang Xiaoxiao, Jiang Siqi's choice of vehicle was far more understated—a black Bentley.

Back at school, Jiang Nan resumed his classes. Zhou Cheng sidled up to him with a smug grin. "Mr. Nan, you're the talk of the town! You took down the school tyrant, Zhang Qi, and now a bunch of girls are hounding me for your WeChat!"

"That's nonsense, my WeChat's been quiet!"

"I told them you're devoted to your studies and asked them not to bother you. Pretty smooth, huh?"

"Go to hell!"

That evening, as Jiang Nan walked in, Jiang Miaomiao was engrossed in a TV show. She looked up and said, "Heard you got into a scrap?"

"How does that blabbermouth know everything?" Jiang Nan groaned, sitting down next to her and cradling his head in his hands.

"It wasn't him; your sister has her eyes on you all the time!" Jiang Miaomiao declared triumphantly.

"What? How is that even possible?"

"How's that phone Sixth Sister gave you? Impressive, right? If I were a boy, I'd follow in your footsteps, conquering every challenge. That way, our—"

"Jiang Miaomiao!" Second Sister walked in, cutting her off mid-sentence.

"The phone from Sixth Sister is top-of-the-line. The wealthiest man in R Country begged her for it several times, but she refused. It's incredibly secure and can control any electronic device nearby through the cloud. Live streaming on the spot is a breeze for it."

"The richest man in R Country?" Jiang Nan was taken aback. He was aware of his family's significant influence but hadn't realized the extent of it. Sixth Sister, even with her face smeared with flour, was a person of importance.

But then again, it made sense. His Third Sister was the director of the world-renowned Dijing Hospital, and Seventh Sister was an international superstar. Could the rest of his sisters be any less remarkable?

"Don't be so shocked. Hacking into ordinary electronics is child's play for Second Sister. Just between us, she's even managed to infiltrate..."

"Cough cough!"

With a single cough, Jiang Shuangshuang cut off Jiang Miaomiao mid-sentence.

Having finished dinner, Jiang Nan decided to visit Ye Ziqian. Jiang Siqi had told him that Ye had awakened and was recovering nicely from his injuries.

Over the past few days, Jiang Nan had been spending time with his sisters and no longer felt the need for formalities. However, he was somewhat intimidated by Jiang Shuangshuang, so he turned to Jiang Miaomiao and asked, "Sixth sister, could you give me a ride to the hospital to see my friend?"

"Nope, I'm just an emotionless TV-watching machine!"

Seizing the moment, Jiang Miaomiao flopped onto the couch and began to play the fool.

"Crack, crack, crack~"

The sound of cracking joints echoed, signaling Jiang Shuangshuang's timely threat.

Jiang Miaomiao pouted, "As you wish, my queen!"

She then slowly drove the Ferrari out of the villa, heading directly for Imperial Hospital.

Arriving at the ward, Jiang Nan was relieved to see a nurse feeding Ye Ziqian.

He stepped inside and teased, "Hey junior, isn't the nurse a looker?"

Ye Ziqian quickly averted his gaze and managed a strained smile for Jiang Nan.