Annie's prediction the night before had been more or less right. The next morning, after waking up and confirming once again that the mark was real, Ming Wan'er realized how serious the matter was and immediately called for someone from her bureau to come get her and her two still-unconscious colleagues. She was still weak from exhaustion, but they rushed all three of them back to the bureau at once.
As for Ming Wan'er, the moment she returned to the bureau, she organized the mark she had obtained in the hospital's public restroom the night before, along with the information she had seen in her mind, into a brief report. Then she went straight to the office of the director of the city branch of their Special Pollution Treatment Bureau.
"Reporting in!"
"Director Mo! I'm back!"
After knocking on the office door and entering, Ming Wan'er first stood at attention and respectfully reported to the white-haired man in his fifties. Then she strode over to his desk.
"Hm?"
"Wan'er, it's you?"
When Director Mo saw that the visitor was Ming Wan'er, he couldn't help letting out a disappointed sigh and shaking his head as he worked.
Clearly, he had already heard about what had happened to her.
She was only a minor section chief in the Technical Section of the Pollution Monitoring Department. She had taken her team to the hospital for a small inspection assignment, but had ended up stranded there. Worse, she had dared to lead an unauthorized nighttime investigation, and the three of them had nearly died in the hospital. He didn't know whether to call her stupid or ignorant.
"You've already finished writing your self-criticism?"
"Just leave it here!"
Thinking she had come to apologize and hand in a self-criticism, Director Mo didn't want to say