Sun Weiwei quickened her pace to search for the assistant. Soon, she caught sight of the assistant in no time due to the fact that it was nighttime and, therefore, the crowd along the corridor was sparse.
The assistant was lying down on the hospital bed and staring wide-eyed at the ceiling above, her face as pale as a sheet.
Sun Weiwei stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Sun Weiwei! You still have the audacity to say that you didn't spike my food or drink? As if I'd believe you!" she hollered, glaring at Sun Weiwei while gritting her teeth in anger.
Sun Weiwei drew the curtains around the bed and said patiently, "Could you stop suspecting me for everything? Don't you know that you're suffering from heart disease? You're so paranoid."
"I've already done a blood test. We'll know very soon whether or not you drugged me."
Sun Weiwei nodded and asked, "Sure, I'll wait with you for the test results, okay?"
