Zheng Ren and director Wang left the ward as if they had lost their parents.
Dean Wang was in a daze, and his eyelids drooped down like a walking corpse.
Zheng Ren ignored him. After he went downstairs, he smoked a cigarette and Feng Xuhui drove to the hospital.
In fact, he really couldn't understand how these people who didn't know anything were thinking.
This was also Liu Xu's death. If it was someone stronger, it would be a situation where he would not rest.
If it was reported in real name, how could the little tricks in the hospital withstand the inspection?
It was truly a case of humans dying for wealth and birds dying for food. However, this mouthful of food was a little too small.
Since he was looking for death, then he would die. It would be better if he died thoroughly.
Zheng Ren got on the car and rushed to the provincial capital, flying back to the capital.
Although it was "only" 900 kilometers, it was time to get off work.
