At this moment, in a private hospital room, Su Mengqing, who had been so furious she coughed up blood and fainted, slowly opened her eyes.
"Mengqing!"
"Director Su, you're finally awake! You scared us to death!" Zhang Meili and Yang Tingting, who were at her bedside, cried out in joyous relief.
"The post… That's right! The post Lin Fan made on the National Medicine Forum! Hurry, find a way to delete it!" A flicker of confusion crossed Su Mengqing's brow before her expression hardened. She remembered everything Lin Fan had done at the wake last night.
"Don't worry, Mengqing." Zhang Meili took her hand with a smile and cast an approving glance at Yang Tingting. "Tingting already contacted the forum administrators. She spent a little money and got it handled."
"You're too kind, Mrs. Zhang," Yang Tingting said, her face glowing with pride. "It's my job to help ease Director Su's burdens. It was the least I could do."
