"Mom..."
Huainan People's Hospital.
Shi Qianxi clenched her mother's hand tightly.
In the hallway.
A crowd of businesspeople in suits gathered closely together, each with an exceptionally solemn expression, silent.
Meng Meiling patted her daughter's hand, her face expressionless, "You all go back, do what you need to do, and don't say anything you shouldn't say—not a single word."
"Rest assured, Director Meng."
The middle-aged man at the forefront nodded quickly.
Shi Qianxi looked up, her gaze cold and fierce as she silently stared at him.
"Let's go."
Meng Meiling said.
Chu Tai, the head of Jinhai's Huainan branch office, noticed the young lady's gaze and was secretly alarmed, but kept his composure and quietly led the executives away.
Stepping out of the hospital building, the warm sunlight fell upon them, but this man of high position felt a bone-chilling coldness.
A single misstep can lead to everlasting regret.
