The next day, as Yu Weimin opened his eyes, he found himself surrounded by several staff members who were looking at him with a hint of pity in their eyes. He frowned and glanced around, only to find out that he wasn't in his room in the first place.
His eyes widened as he realized where he was.
This was the same room where he had been tortured for the first time. A trace of fear engulfed his heart as he tried to find the director. He opened his mouth and asked a nurse nearby, "What's happening?"
"The director is pissed."
"I'm sorry for you."
"Who told you to be his favorite?"
"He's pissed?" Yu Weimin spoke as his voice trembled. "Why?"
"Oh, who knows?" The nurse spoke and tried to calm down the patient lying on the bed. "He found the staff in the middle of the night and had us search for a strange doggy. Can you believe it?"
"Why are you talking to the mental patient? Like he understands." Another nurse scoffed.
