Chapter 637 Pretending to be Pitiful (1)_1

In Old Master Situ's mind, Gao Yong really was something, complaining, "Why on earth did you agree to add an extra bed to the ward? If you hadn't agreed, Xiao Muli would have obediently rolled back to his own ward. My heart would have felt so much more at ease without having to worry about upsetting Old Madam and not daring to say anything."

Clearly, the thoughts on Old Master Loo's mind perfectly aligned with those of Old Master Situ. He, too, looked at Gao Yong with great displeasure and remarked, "In my opinion, this lad Gao Yong has grown tired of sitting in the director's seat. He must want someone else to have a turn."

Between Old Master Situ and Old Master Loo, their back-and-forth drove Gao Yong to desperation; cold sweat poured down his forehead incessantly, and his white coat was already soaked through with sweat from his back.

In his heart, he wailed; which deity had he offended to encounter such an unexpected disaster?