Accident Or Deliberate

Since Yu Gangan was squatting on the floor, covering her head and face with her arms, the glass did not injure her.

This scene was shocking.

This was a 10,000 in 1 chance. Just a little bit - really just a little bit - and she would have lost her life right there.

After feeling relief, Fang Zhihan exploded in rage.

His cold eyes were like a pair of sharp blades forged from millennia-old frost as he growled angrily, "What happened here?"

The laboratory immediately fell silent. No one dared to even take a breath.

"Immediately contact all relevant departments and give me a reasonable explanation. Otherwise, everyone in this department will be fired!" Fang Zhihan dropped these sharp words before he lifted Yu Gangan in his arms and left hastily.