The night was getting darker. The lights cast shadow across the whole city and made it look like a chessboard of reinforced concrete; the buildings arranged in crisscross patterns extended beyond the horizon.
Lin Qian and Li Zhicheng stood at the gloomy hallway of the Inpatient Department, looking at the dense crowd gathering downstairs.
They seemed restless, excited, and anxious. The journalists were walking around with cameras and video cameras. As soon as someone walked out from the Inpatient Department, all their attention would be focused on that person.
Behind the reporters were around ten to twenty men in blue worker uniforms. The sky was too dark so their faces couldn't be seen clearly. But the banners that they were holding were very striking:
"Boycott foreign corporate acquisition!"
"Aida's executives are colluding with foreign corporations and double-crossing national brands!"
