After turning into a rare female, she refused the bosses' exclusive favor

The largest public hospital in the Empire of Epirus.

Pushik announced in advance that he would provide free treatment for those "mania" patients with high out-of-control values ​​in Epirus in the remaining few days.

After hearing this, netizens reposted and liked it crazily——

"Wow~ Can I finally see the real 'Angel'? I must go and see it in person."

"I have made an appointment for treatment at xx hospital, and I will be able to see the angel the day after tomorrow! I am so happy~"

"Those who do not need treatment for 'mania' please be aware and do not deliberately go to xx hospital to register for star chasing and take up other patients' places."

"..."

During this period, almost all social media platforms on Starnet only reported news related to "Angels", which made Pushik's influence in Epirus extremely high.

Reinhardt also contacted xx hospital early in the morning to arrange a suitable treatment place for Pushik.

When the two arrived at the hospital, they saw that the outside of the hospital was crowded with people who had come to see the hospital.

Among this group of people, there are journalists who want to get first-hand news; there are also internet celebrities who want to get traffic; and there are fans who chase after the "angel" from online to offline just to catch a glimpse of her beauty...

The hospital's security personnel maintained order. Although they had not encountered such a large scene for a long time, faced with the surging flow of people, the dozen or so security guards of the hospital alone managed to separate the crowd and make a wide path.

When Pu Xike got out of the car, all kinds of flash lights came towards him, like twinkling stars, one after another.

"Look! It's the angel!"

"The angel is here! She's finally here!"

"Angel-sama is so beautiful! She is even prettier in person than online."

"..."

Some reporters directly crossed the guardrail set up by the security and rushed directly towards Pushik.

"Angel, I am a reporter from xx newspaper, and I would like to ask you..."

Reinhardt stood in front of Pushik, frowned, and said coldly: "Back off!"

The reporter stood there in a daze, his legs shaking uncontrollably. Seeing this, the security guard nearby hurried over to drag the reporter away.

"Fuck! The Marshal is so handsome."

"Which newspaper does that person work for? He is too unruly. He is so reckless and offends the angel."

"By the way, don't you think the Marshal and the Angel are a good match?"

"Indeed, this talented man and beautiful woman are a perfect match made in heaven."

"..."

The onlookers were not frightened by Reinhardt's anger. Instead, they blamed the reckless reporter and also started to ship the two of them as a couple.

Pu Xike did not expect that his notification on the Star Network was intended to induce the resistance army to take action again under the name of treating "mania" patients, but he did not expect that it would attract so many passers-by.

"Xier, were you scared just now?" Seeing Pushik motionless, Reinhardt asked with concern.

Pu Xike shook his head, leaned close to the man's ear, and whispered, "It seems that there are some "weirdos" mixed in with the crowd."

Just now, she used her mental power to scan the area and found that there were people carrying guns among the crowd, and even a number of strong people above level A hidden among them.

"In order to avoid accidental injury to the public, we should not alert the enemy for the time being," Reinhardt responded.

People arranged by the special search team also mixed in the crowd to prevent the rebels from launching another terrorist attack.

Pu Xike nodded slightly, took the man's arm and walked towards the hospital.

The conversation between the two just now seemed very ambiguous in the eyes of others. Although they didn't know what the two said, with the help of filters, the onlookers automatically imagined the scene just now.

"Ahhh, the angel was just acting like a spoiled child to the marshal, right?"

"The angel must have been frightened, so she seeks comfort from the Marshal. Oh, oh, oh ~ This is too good to be true!"

"Why do I feel that the angel is very calm? Maybe the angel is comforting the marshal - "Male, calm down."

"I also like strong female characters. I feel that angels are very cool, beautiful and handsome!"

"Anyway, I'll kowtow first as a sign of respect!"

……

It seems that people's misunderstanding of the two has become even deeper.

The camera is focused on the hospital.

The dean is an old man who looks to be around sixty years old, but based on the average lifespan of ordinary orcs, the old man in front of him is probably over two hundred years old.

"Your Excellency the Angel! Your Excellency the Marshal! Nice to meet you..." The dean has gray hair on his temples, and when he smiles, his face is full of wrinkles and folds.

Reinhardt stepped forward and shook hands with the other party, saying respectfully, "Hello, Dean."

Although he is old, the old man is surprisingly healthy and kind and easy-going. He does not have the seriousness of a senior leader at all.

"I'm afraid I'll cause trouble to your hospital in the next few days." Reinhardt was very humble when facing the elder.

The dean smiled and waved his hands. "You are too kind, Marshal! I am deeply honored that His Excellency the Angel can come to our hospital to treat the patients' Madness. It is not a bother at all."

“Thank you for your understanding!”

"Then please come this way, the patients are waiting for Your Excellency the Angel to treat them." The dean led the two people to the treatment place that had already been arranged.

Pushik could conduct large-scale group spiritual counseling, so he informed Reinhardt in advance that it would be best to find a more spacious venue.

So, under Reinhardt's instructions, the dean simply cleared out the entire hall on the second floor of the hospital, just to provide space for the "angels" to display their abilities.

At this time, the second floor was already crowded with people, and the bustling hall was full of "maniacs" whose out-of-control values ​​were on the verge of the warning line.

When this group of people saw Pushik appear, they became agitated, their eyes full of hope.

"That must be Angel! I've seen her on Starnet, but I didn't expect she's even more beautiful in person than in the photo."

"Just by looking at that face, I felt like I was healed, and my out-of-control level went down."

"What should I do? I'm so excited now. Should I say hello to the angel?"

"I'm so lucky to see the angel so close."

"..."

For a while, the hall was filled with people and the noise was endless. Compared with receiving treatment, these patients were more excited to see the real "angel" with their own eyes.

The dean said at the right time: "Everyone, please be quiet!"

The gentle and hoarse voice, however, carried a hint of insurmountable majesty, which made the whole audience stand in awe.

Seeing this, the dean spoke again, "The angel will treat every patient with Madness here, so please be patient, stay calm, and take them one by one..."

"Dean, there's no need to bother."

Pushik took a step forward, his eyes, as blue as the sky, bright and full of confidence.

"Lord Angel, what are you doing..." Just as the dean was confused, Reinhardt put his hand on his shoulder.

"Director, please believe in the 'Angel'! She will definitely save the patients."

Facing Reinhardt's firm and deep eyes, the dean had no choice but to watch Pushik's "performance" quietly.