I step into the lab—and immediately freeze.
Everyone is standing.
In rows.
Like we're about to sing the national anthem or get arrested together.
At the front stands Mrs. Qin. Hands folded. Smile polite. Eyes sharp.
She's giving a speech.
…Since when did this old hag get a motivational-speaker license?
I squint.
Did I miss a memo? A coup? A silent takeover?
I walk closer. The moment she spots me, her smile widens.
"Oh, you're here, Yunhua. I was waiting for you."
Oh no.
That sentence has never meant anything good in the history of humanity.
I swallow. "Yeah? What's going on?"
I glance around. "Are we… invading a country? Haha?"
No one laughs.
Traitors.
Mrs. Qin chuckles, waving it off like I didn't just feel my soul leave my body.
"About the free health campaign running worldwide," she says smoothly.
"The one based on your guidance and idea."
Uh-huh.
Here it comes.
"In just two weeks," she continues, voice proud,
