"Enough!"
Nan Zhuoyuan's face turned grimly dark as he slammed his fist onto the table, producing a loud "bang."
He glared at those five people, his face stormy like a vengeful spirit returning from Hell, the air pressure around him plummeting suddenly.
"You five, get out of my team!"
They still wanted to continue talking.
The next second, a deadly aura from Hell rushed towards them, as if an evil ghost tightly clutched their necks, a strong sense of suffocation overwhelming them.
Nan Zhuoyuan's voice rang in their ears.
"The hospital board really is a bunch of idiots, even daring to send useless people over for my mother's treatment right under my watch, which shows how lawlessly they must treat other patients!"
"When you get back, tell the board members that the Nan Family does not harbor the idle!"
Seeing that the five were still standing there, Nan Zhuoyuan roared furiously, "Get out now!"
