Chapter 3 You're not a surgeon, you're a neuro_1

A wave of black suits surged over, and Gu Xiaonuan slipped, embarrassingly tripping over herself and ending up sitting on the ground.

She stared, dumbfounded, as their actions were so uniform and coordinated.

"Protect the Young Madam!"

"Huh????"

Why did it seem like all these uniformed, strapping men in black suits were crowding in on her?

Having escaped from Si Yuchen's terrifying interrogation barely by the skin of her teeth, she took the lab report she had managed to retrieve and was planning to slip away. She didn't anticipate the unexpected "traffic jam" she encountered immediately after stepping out of Doctor Mu's office.

Two bodyguards moved swiftly, one on each side, and hoisted Gu Xiaonuan up from the ground without any effort.

Indeed, they didn't pull her up; they picked her up as one would pick up a chick, with pure ease.

"Ah! Kidnapping!"

Despite usually speaking in a soft and gentle voice, when she really let her voice out, she was like a portable loudspeaker.

The hospital security, bored out of their minds, was prompted by her shout and appeared before her immediately.

For the first time, she felt an immense sense of affection for the otherwise ornamental security guards, "Security brother, these people are kidnapping me in broad daylight!"

To prove she wasn't just being dramatic, she nodded her chin towards the men who were holding her on either side.

The two men realized something and abruptly let go, "Young Madam, we've overstepped!"

Overstepped! Who's your Young Madam? Go back to whichever mental asylum you came from!

The security guard first weighed the solid mass of professional bodyguards and then looked pitifully at the lone, fragile Gu Xiaonuan, his mouth twitching slightly.

"Please, just go home. Nowadays, we value a harmonious society, and domestic violence is not okay."

Which wealthy family's young madam was playing this cliché runaway act? But she even knew to cosplay in a shabby outfit, so she deserved some credit for the effort.

Gu Xiaonuan felt like crying, "Brother, through which eye did you see my family being discordant!"

To be precise, she was currently homeless and so poor she could only stay temporarily at a friend's place.

Harmonious family? She stopped believing in that kid-friendly slogan hundreds of years ago.

"What's all the noise, this is a hospital."

Suddenly, a chill ran down Gu Xiaonuan's spine. Following that, the icy voice of a man echoed from behind her.

Oh my dear mother, she just wanted to contribute to the nation's policy for superior birth by not bringing down the average GDP of the entire population with an illegitimate child; she just wanted to get an abortion, why was it so difficult!

"Director Si... there was a bit of a misunderstanding just now, but it's all good now, we're about to leave," the security guard surely recognized the esteemed Chief Director Si from the surgery department, realizing making noise in front of him was akin to courting death.

From the corner of Si Yuchen's eye, a terrifying chill seemed to exude, and even though she hadn't looked back at him, the skin on her back couldn't stop from becoming ice-cold, her hairs standing on end.

Once the security guard walked away, the hospital's silent corridor became even more tranquil, until the bodyguard on her left made a shocking statement that nearly choked her with her own saliva.

"Young master, the Young Madam can't bear to leave you and refuses to follow us back to the family estate."

Ugh, spit!

"Si Yuchen, I think you're not a surgeon but a real headcase!" Rolling up her sleeves and stepping out, Gu Xiaonuan stood her ground defiantly.

All around were sounds of sharp inhales, as the mass of bodyguards were completely dumbfounded.

Young Madam, oh Young Madam, you're not even officially divorced yet. Don't you know that sometimes stepping back can open up a whole new world?

How many women dream of having their names on our young master's household registration book.