Hearing Zhuang Yuan offer to take me to the hospital, I felt quite surprised.
After all, he had just been reprimanding me in front of many people, telling me not to work and not to cause them trouble.
I sat still, not moving an inch, but the person who had walked two steps ahead stopped again. He turned his head, looking at me with dissatisfaction, "Are you coming or not?"
I curled my lip and stood up, limping along behind him.
Zhuang Yuan might have been the new subcontractor, but he didn't seem to be particularly wealthy, driving a somewhat battered second-hand car.
The car started up towards the hospital. He didn't talk much along the way, but when we stopped at a traffic light, he suddenly said, "Miss Shen, you've seen what happened today. I think it's better for you to resign as soon as possible."
I turned my head to glare at him, raising my eyebrows slightly.
