When Brown turned his head to face the person, he didn't find him in front of him instead, he was walking towards the three chatting doctors and scolded them.
"Everyone is busy and people died everyday because we haven't perfected the research! And here you are chatting your time away! You are not paid to just chat here! Get back to work!" the man who looked quite old but still had strength in his voice, yelled at those three yapping scientist.
He looked so angry that veins were bulging on his forehead and his face was red while his arm holding a folder shook from anger.
Brown ignored them and started doing his 'work' while checking on the folder he found beside the computer. However, there wasn't any important information on that folder at all. It was just the printed list of patients that died and will probably die if the police and military won't take action immediately.
