"Are you saying that Yu Xiuzhun took the medication I prescribed him?" Diwu Zexuan's eyes tightened as he closed the drawer.
The assistant nodded respectfully and took out a piece of paper from his pocket. "Yes, Mr. Yu left this where the medication used to be, but there's not a word written on it."
Diwu Zexuan took the paper, glanced at it, narrowed his eyes, and his fingers suddenly clenched.
"There's nothing more here, you can go now. Strengthen the security of the experimental building. I don't want the same thing to happen again!"
"Yes."
The assistant bowed in fear and was about to turn around when he heard Diwu Zexuan's voice again, "Wait a moment, convey my message: If Yu Xiuzhun returns or sends someone to retrieve the medication, arrange the medication according to his condition, do not obstruct."
"Master..."
The assistant looked at Diwu Zexuan in surprise.
