The members of the Zhou Family had long since gathered in the top-floor conference room. They had originally intended to celebrate the fruits of a night’s hard labor, and the total revenue calculated had everyone beaming with delight. With the help of various tactics, they had brought in nearly 120 million, a sum rivaling their total earnings from the previous three years.
Yet, before dawn had even broken, people began causing a scene at the office, claiming that the patients who had taken the medicine had all suffered a relapse. More terrifyingly, their conditions were even worse than before, and many had already fallen into a coma. Having no medical means to treat them, and hearing that their conditions had deteriorated, the members of the Zhou Family realized that something had gone terribly wrong. Some began preparing to flee, only to find the exits blocked by the patients' families. They had no choice but to gather back in the office to discuss a strategy.
Zhou Bin had been calling his father and his older brother repeatedly, but they had both enjoyed a sound sleep and their phones had remained turned off. The fire smoldering in Zhou Bin's chest almost burned right through his ribs. By seven o'clock, the outpatient building was completely blocked off, and all other passages were intercepted by furious family members demanding an explanation.
Chapter 687