Qin Xiangyi's clothing factory was located in the countryside. Tang Hao arrived there in less than twenty minutes.
The sky was already dark by then.
An ambulance was parked in front of the factory. Several emergency paramedics were carrying a stretcher and bringing it into the vehicle. After that, it sped away with wailing sirens.
Qin Xiangyi and a crowd of factory workers were standing at the entrance.
Tang Hao slowed down and parked his car in front of the gate.
"What happened?" Tang Hao asked after he got out of his car.
Qin Xiangyi walked over quickly. Her brows were tightly locked and she looked worried.
"That's the third casualty since afternoon. He was crushed by a product shelf that suddenly toppled. Another worker was injured the same way earlier, while the other was injured by some machinery that suddenly went out of control."
Tang Hao furrowed his brows when he heard that.
