Song Song clearly knew that if an ordinary doctor encountered such a situation, they'd be shaking in their boots.
But this Allen calmly countered, "Mr. Yan, with you holding me like this, do I have the right to say no?"
Indeed, the people working by Xiao Jinghuai's side are not to be underestimated.
Realizing this, Song Song immediately let go, fearing the other might retaliate—
Allen, breathing heavily from the pain, touched his neck and turned around, "Mr. Yan... your grip is really quite strong. If you can use such force, it must mean there's truly no problem. I'll be going now."
"...Alright." Song Song looked at the refined man in front of her, suddenly feeling a bit dazed, always thinking there was more to his words.
But as long as he was willing to cooperate obediently, that was all she cared about; everything else was outside her concern.
