"Sheng Ning, stop being so mysterious." Zhou Yuan grabbed Sheng Ning's wrist, the one holding the knife, and said without backing down, "Even if the medical staff aren't here, my husband's assistant is."
Chen Huaying crossed her arms and sneered, "Su Huai'an is just outside. I bet he's having a heart-to-heart with Chairman Hai's assistant right about now!"
"You!" The situation was against them—four of the others, just two of them, and Lanlan was injured, so they couldn't possibly win a fight.
Sheng Ning had become shameless, willing to go all out in a quarrel.
Suddenly, Sheng Ning thrust the knife in her hand toward Hai Lan's face.
"Ah..." The piercing scream nearly lifted the ceiling. The distant medical staff and the assistant sent away by Su Huai'an finally heard the commotion and rushed back.
"What happened? What happened?" A crowd of people stormed in.
"Nothing, nothing!"
"Just joking!"
Chen Huaying and others laughed awkwardly.
