"Alright."
Liu Meng was puzzled, but she still nodded her head.
Time quickly reached two in the afternoon.
At the branch's entrance, Zhao Heng and Liu Meng got out of the car, and the driver waited at the door.
The last time he drove to this place to drop off a patient, the driver felt eerie, and since this time there was no patient to deliver, he flatly refused to go inside.
After entering from the hospital entrance, Zhao Heng saw many mental patients wearing white striped gowns. It looked much like an ordinary mental hospital, but Zhao Heng always felt there was something hidden here he couldn't quite describe.
Shortly afterwards, Zhao Heng and Liu Meng arrived at Director Gao Qilan's office.
Inside the office, Zhao Heng saw Gao Qilan sitting on the sofa, looking at a stack of documents in her hand. Today, Gao Qilan appeared as clean and neat as ever, with her gold-rimmed glasses and exquisite features. Her intellectual elegance also gave off a sharp, impactful sensation.
