At their side, Miao Zhi and Yang Xiangyun looked on in shock, not having expected this at all.
"If you value that hand, move it," Su Li said, her gaze fixed coldly on Doctor Yang.
"You... I'm telling you, if you blow this out of proportion, you're dead!"
After his outburst, Doctor Yang gave a cold sneer and withdrew his hand.
"We'll see who's finished," Su Li retorted coolly.
Doctor Yang's face flushed crimson. He was about to say something, but the supervisor cut him off.
"That's enough." The supervisor rubbed his temples. He had no interest in hearing Doctor Yang ramble on and addressed Su Li directly.
"Su Li, I've already reported the situation you described to my superiors. We should have an update in two or three days at the latest. We're not ignoring your opinion."
Su Li nodded. "I know, but time is of the essence. I have to do something in my own way."
Her gaze was cold and hard. "After all, I'm also in a state where I could be infected and fall ill at any moment."
