As soon as Du Heng's voice fell, Wu Buwei, who had been holding back his anger, took direct action, reaching out to pull the needle from the hand of the auntie next to him.
This sudden change startled the three aunties with infusion bottles, who hurriedly stretched out their hands to stop Wu Buwei. "Hey, hey, young man, what are you doing? You can't pull this out."
"Auntie, we're from the Health Clinic, and this is our Dean, Du Heng." Wu Buwei glared fiercely at the woman behind him, then turned back to the three aunties and said, "Auntie, do you know what kind of medicine is in these bottles?"
The three old ladies looked at each other and shook their heads in unison. "We don't know. She didn't say."
