Mike read the information that James handed to him a while ago silently. His face turned ugly the longer he read the information. The hand that was holding the stack of paper tightened.
Seeing the anger on his friend's face, James grew anxious.
If it was up to him, he really did not want to bring those documents and let Mike read them at this time, but Mike was persistent to read them.
The two of them had an accident a few days ago and Mike was still in recovery. James was worried that seeing what was on the report would drive Mike mad with anger and then, it will affect his health.
"Old Qian," James called. He looked at the way the papers were crumpled in Mike's hand and sighed helplessly.
James's voice snapped Mike out of his thought and gradually, his hand that was tightening on the documents loosened.
"You are still a patient. Let's not get worked up." James hesitated and asked, "Should I call the doctor to check on you?"
