The chief, shocked severely, sat in the chair, irritably massaging his temples.
When he opened his eyes, he seemed to have aged ten years, and with a face full of vicissitudes, he said to Director Tong, "No one is blocking the back door, let's hurry out."
"Chief!" Director Tong still wanted to struggle, but what met him was the chief's gaze, cold to the bone.
He shrank back, and ultimately chose to give up, pulling the sobbing Wang Jinghua towards the door.
Before leaving, Director Tong glanced at the silent Jiang Lin sitting aside and asked, "How did you do it?"
"Director Tong, I don't understand what you mean?" Jiang Lin feigned confusion as she looked at him.
"When did you drug me? Doctor Jiang, I am a doctor, I know exactly what's happening to my body!" Director Tong's face bulged with veins, it must have been Jiang Lin! It must have been her who framed him and Jinghua!