When she came to find her sister-in-law, Yue Wentong went back to the ward to find other classmates.
Li Qi'an and Pan Shihua noticed the dark cloud on his face.
The class leader being angry was a rare sight. The boys were a bit worried.
"Class leader, what happened?" Li Qi'an asked.
Yue Wentong's tightly closed mouth seemed too angry to speak.
Pan Shihua looked at the class leader's expression and, combining with various information received here these past few days, deduced some conclusions and said, "Is someone trying to stop the patient's surgery, and it's likely a close family member of the patient."
"Pan Shihua." Li Qi'an shrieked at Student Pan, recalling Feng Yicong's warning, "Don't be such a jinx, you know that nine out of ten times you're right."
As Student Pan said, if a close relative of the patient comes to cause trouble, it would be very problematic for the doctors to know whom to listen to.
Yue Wentong's face grew even darker, his heart heavy.
