After hanging up the phone, Lu Yuan looked at his watch and then made another call. He said,"... the people over there can be let through the traffic now."
Lu Jin glanced at him. "Whose can you let through the traffic?"
"Who else can it be? Those cardiology specialists of the Qin private hospital whom you call 'mentally retarded'..." Lu Yuan's hand tapped lightly on the steering wheel along with the rhythm of the music. His calm eyes glanced at Lu Jin's side.
Lu Jin frowned and pondered Lu Yuan's intentions."... You've blocked those idiots for almost an entire night. Why are you letting them come over now?"
