"Yang Cheng!"
"Third Young Master, Manager Yang is not in the office. He's outside, I'll call him in right away."
The clerks who were hurriedly looking for medicine outside suddenly heard the voice of the president from the office and quickly stopped their discussion. One of them came in.
Ou Mucen's pupils were deep black, his expression showed no signs of fluctuation, but when he saw her come in, he asked indifferently, "What were you discussing just now? Who had an accident?"
The clerk quickly answered, "It's Assistant An. She had a nosebleed just now, didn't she? Manager Yang was worried and asked me to check on her in the restroom. When I went there, I found her vomiting."
Vomiting?
Why would she vomit?
The man, whose eyes had been emotionless, finally showed a ripple of concern, "What exactly happened? Why would she suddenly start vomiting?"
The clerk shook her head, "We don't know, we're not sure if she's sick? We were just looking for some medicine for her."
