After an uneventful night, Lu Cheng returned home and slept soundly.
September 4th, Friday.
At 8:10 in the morning, Lin Qianlong walked out of the restroom on the administrative floor of Long County People's Hospital and then forcefully kicked open the office door of the Medical Affairs Department Director.
Director Bao Liming of the Medical Affairs Department was making tea, preparing for a pleasant day. Fortunately, he was grinding tea leaves, which were scattered across the table due to the door being kicked.
Lin Qianlong's hair was a mess, seemingly still damp with sweat, his small eyes stood out, and his eyebrows were raised high.
With a pockmarked face as cold as ice, his short chin tilted, he took the initiative: "Bao Liming, I'm giving you face, aren't I? Why are you messing with me like this?"
Bao Liming's mouth was slightly agape, blinking his eyes, he finally came to his senses: "Lin Qianlong, what's gotten into you all of a sudden?"
