Feng Jiao pranced into the lab she had crossed and then pulled out her bag of macarons with a slight frown. She definitely didn't want to give any up, but if there were drugs in it, she didn't want to keep eating it.
She looked around at the researchers who had all gone back to their work after taking a peek at Feng Jiao to see what commotion she had caused.
They had all heard Kong Xiulan and the boss grumbling and pacing around out of worry, and the other researchers had been worried too. All of them were quite close to Feng Jiao after seeing her grow up from a little brat to a professional werewolf hunter.
They had all worked with her many many times, and each time, Feng Jiao's bright and extroverted personality brought some joy into their sterile labs.
