Lei Xiao and Chen Ming looked at the entrance in unison.
The door opened and they could see the hospital president pushing the hospital bed out from the emergency room personally. The bed was covered with a white blanket.
When Chen Ming saw the white blanket, he stared at it deeply and his eyes instantly turned red.
Impossible. How could Young Master Yulin die?
Everything before him seemed surreal.
Chen Ming stood where he was clenching his fists so tightly that blood nearly oozed from them.
Lei Xiao felt equally heavy-hearted. Even though he saw this coming, he could not help feeling bad when he saw the hospital bed coming out of the emergency room. He veered his eyes and patted Chen Ming on the shoulder.
When the hospital president got closer, he said hoarsely in a soft tone, "Please accept my condolences."
Chen Ming's lips twitched the moment he heard what Lei Xiao said. He felt sapped and staggered by a step.
