This office was Boss Yao's favorite work.
Perhaps it was because of the increasing social pressure, the increase in pollution, and the increase in mental illnesses.
Many patients' family members spent some money to throw their patients here so that they could save time.
Thus, ever since his private mental hospital became more and more profitable and he became a member of the rich circle in Qing Cheng, he had built an office with special equipment.
No one knew how many evil deeds he had done in this place. As long as one took a look at those terrifying medical tools on the wall, one would know that this was definitely a place filled with blood.
At this moment, a huge hole had actually been blasted open in this sturdy office.
Half of the steel ceiling collapsed.
The steel fragments fell from the sky and landed on Boss Yao's head and shoulders.
His head was bleeding!
