บท 441: Chapter 435: Everyone Sympathizes with the Weak

Around ten o'clock, Doctor Zhang arrived with a look of dejection. If it hadn't been for someone outside by chance, he wouldn't have known how long he would have been locked in his own room.

"Director, I'm sorry," Doctor Zhang lowered his head, feeling rather aggrieved, "My cell phone fell into the toilet, and the door was accidentally locked by me. I called for help all night, but no one came to open the door."

His current appearance was rather disheveled, and he spent the night trying various methods to escape, even considering jumping out the window. If the window hadn't been barred, he probably would have jumped. He had almost lost his voice from shouting, but it wasn't until around ten o'clock that someone found him and let him out. If not, he would still be stuck inside.