Aunt Qin left the factory gate and returned to the hospital to continue her shift.
She was back in body, but not in spirit. A gloomy cloud hung over her, putting her in a terrible mood.
She already had a high-and-mighty attitude at work. Her demeanor would improve for well-dressed people, and she'd even greet important figures with a smile, but she never had a kind look for the country bumpkins.
Ignoring people or snapping impatiently at them was just a normal part of her job.
Ask one too many questions, and she'd berate you impatiently. Cursing people out was common for her. But no one ever complained—the only ones who suffered were the country bumpkins she yelled at.
Aunt Qin looked down on those ignorant, penniless country bumpkins and never gave them a second glance. Her sense of superiority was long-established.
Of course, her attitude wasn't considered a problem, as plenty of others at the hospital acted the same way.
