Zheng Ren saw the figures of Deputy Director Yuan, ye Qingqiu, Lin Ge, the related directors, professors, and many unfamiliar faces.
There was a middle-aged woman sitting inside with a blank expression. She did not grieve nor cry. Her entire being exuded an aura of death.
'She should be the child's mother,' Zheng Ren guessed.
However, there were too many people. Zheng Ren saw the light red system panel in the crowd. The figure had blocked the diagnosis on the system panel, so he could not see it clearly.
"It must be hard for anyone to accept such a major event," Zheng Ren guessed.
There was no need to go in and take a look. Zheng Ren sighed softly and turned to leave.
However, she had only taken a few steps when she heard a burst of panic from the handover room.
Most of them were department directors with rich clinical experience. They did not make any noise, but there was a hint of ... Anxiety in their voices.
Uh, Zheng Ren turned around.
