People's First Hospital.
Xia Chenglin and Xia Jinzhi rushed to the morgue on the first floor. In the corridor outside, they found Wu Wanqian sitting there alone.
He was the only one sitting in the long corridor. His black figure looked a little lonely.
Xia Jinzhi watched as he lowered his head, and her heart ached terribly. However, when she thought of the contents of the morning newspaper, her heart was filled with complicated emotions, and her eyes were filled with tears.
After hearing the footsteps, Wu Wanqian raised his head. His eyes were a little red, and the expression on his face was very painful.
Xia Chenglin walked over, patted his shoulder, and said gently," Wanqian, take care of yourself. Don't be too sad.""
Wu Wanqian lowered his head and didn't speak.
Xia Chenglin turned around to look at Xia Jinzhi and shouted," Jinzhi, come over here.""
