บท 35: Chapter 32: Scoring Three Goals

Xu Shuo walked to the bathroom and tidied up his hair and clothes in the mirror. Then, he opened the cabinet under the washstand, reached up with his palm, and pulled out a fruit knife from the compartment.

The young man looked at the sharp blade and smiled with satisfaction before slipping it into his pocket and walking out.

He left the office, taking relaxed and comfortable steps towards the ward at the end of the corridor. Passing by a certain room, Xu Shuo suddenly stopped and listened intently.

The room's door was closed, and although the hospital had good soundproofing, it didn't stop the young man from hearing voices inside.

"Director, I think Doctor Chen's condition seems to be getting more serious. Do you think maybe we should…" This was a timid female voice.