The nurses at the other stations saw the young nurse being harassed, while all they could spare were sympathetic glances, not daring to step forward and intervene.
"Where is your leader?"
Old Madame Jiang continued to rap on the table, hurrying them along.
The young nurse was both angry and aggrieved, her eyes reddening as tears threatened to fall. Suddenly, a hand landed on her shoulder, and a man's flippant voice sounded in her ear, "Her leader isn't here, but the deputy director of this pathetic hospital is. Old Madame Jiang, to what do we owe the pleasure of your visit to our hospital?"
