Outside the ward, Qin Han and the others lit a cigarette and handed one to Tao Cheng.
According to the rules, smoking was not allowed.
However, at this special moment, coupled with the fact that there were not many people here, the doctor did not care so much - not that he dared to.
However, he was very curious about the background of the young man who had sacrificed himself. He had actually alerted so many people.
"What mission was he on?" Qin Han asked with a gloomy face.
"I'm sorry. It's a rule. We can't talk about it."
"Is it someone from abroad?"
"Yes."
"Do you know which organization?"
"Sorry, we can't say that either."
"You can't say this, and you can't say that. You have to give us some clues," Qin Han said, trying to control his anger.
If it weren't Tao Cheng standing opposite him, he might have slapped him by now.
"This isn't something ordinary people can handle," Tao Cheng said.
