At that moment, Yuan Liang was carrying a bag of ice pops and still eating one as he walked toward the clinic, only to see about a dozen people sprinting wildly down the street as if they had gone mad.
"What did they see to be scared like that?" Zhong Yuanliang shook his head.
When Zhong Yuanliang entered the clinic, he looked at several people with troubled expressions and was puzzled. He had only been out for a while, so why were they all looking like this?
"Did you go make ice pops? Why did it take so long?" Zhang Yalin angrily asked Zhong Yuanliang.
Zhong Yuanliang, scolded by Zhang Yalin for no apparent reason, forgot to eat his ice pop and hastily asked Number 3 for an explanation.
Qin Han looked at these two clowns, feeling somewhat relieved of the anger caused by Sun An's earlier commotion.
"Damn, you move too fast. You couldn't wait for me to come back?" Zhong Yuanliang felt regretful, as if he had missed out on something dear to him.
