The car sped along the road, Mr. Zhao occasionally glanced at Zhou Ning sitting in the passenger seat, but Zhou Ning kept his eyes closed without speaking, which left Zhao scratching his head in anxiety.
"Look," Zhao said, "pretending to be asleep won't do anyone any good. Satisfy my curiosity, will you? What exactly did you find? You had me take photos and told the boss to head over to the Eighth Hospital, even ordered someone to open up the morgue to look for your stored samples?"
Zhou Ning said nothing, and Zhao pressed his lips together tightly, unable to help but step harder on the accelerator. Twenty minutes later, the car finally stopped in the back courtyard of the Eighth Hospital.
As soon as they got out of the car, Xu Dayuan was already there waiting with his team.
"What did you find, Zhou Xiaozhou?"
"Let's go inside and talk, Xu Da."
