Song Yan was still inside the dissection room when the door of the Medical examining centre was pushed open rudely and with a bang it ricocheted off the wall next to it. The sound was so loud that Song Yan turned to look at the trespassers who have walked inside and her eyes flickered when she saw the man who has tried to pick up a fight with her brother-in-law last night.
In front of him was a woman who was dressed in a white coat that doctors and researchers wore with her hair that was slowly turning grey tied in a ponytail, her glasses made her eyes that looked colder than others even sharper.
