The doctor was very sorry and expressed his regret, "We have tried our best, but she was injured too seriously..."
Chen Yue's heart skipped a beat and subconsciously looked at Jiang Yaojing. His face was as tense as a straight line, and he was about to break out.
Chen Yue was walking on thin ice, "Mr. Jiang..."
"Are you kidding me?" Jiang Yaojing's voice was very low, heavy and dull, as if it was overflowing from her chest.
The doctor was frightened and trepidated, "We dare not make such jokes."
Jiang Yaojing refused to believe it, but the doctor's words fell into the cochlea so clearly.
His neck was straightened and his Adam's apple kept rolling up and down.
"Mr. Jiang, calm down." Chen Yue tried to persuade.
However, Jiang Yaojing did not calm down because of his words.
This is probably the most uneasy moment for Jiang Yaojing.
He strode inside, and as he reached the operation door, he stopped, his legs as if he was filled with lead.
The door for the surgery is open.
The doctors in charge of the operation inside lined up next to the operating table.
They all lowered their heads.
Zhu Xiwen was the leader. Like everyone else, he buried his head and did not take the initiative to talk.
It is best to be silent at this time.
The body lying on the operating table was still stuck with a tube.
You can see it when you stand at the door.
The face was no longer visible, and the burns were severe.
Jiang Yaojing's eyes were red, he refused to believe it. It was Song Yunyun who was lying here and sneered, "You guys are trying to come and lie to me if you make a fake body?"
Zhu Xiwen, who lowered his head, suddenly felt a sudden slap in his heart. How did he see that?
I can't even see my face.
He looked up.
I saw Jiang Yaojing's panicked eyes that were so hard that he could hide it. It turned out that he was not seeing that it was Song Yunyun, but he was unwilling to admit that she was dead and was deceiving himself.
Zhu Xiwen encouraged the courage, "We did our best, but she was injured by an explosion, and we really couldn't do anything..."
Jiang Yaojing shot with a sharp look, as sharp as a knife, as if he could kill people, "Isn't it because of your incompetence?"
Zhu Xiwen dared not defend himself.
At this time, talking back to him will probably only make things worse and out of control.
Jiang Yaojing's sharp eyes swept across every doctor.
He approached the operating table.
A face that was beyond recognition came into his eyes.
His breathing stopped at that moment, suffocating...
The body is constantly shaking and stiff...
No, it's not her?
He refused to believe it.
He lifted the blue surgical cloth covering the body, and he remembered that there was a red mole on Song Yunyun's right shoulder.
I lifted it up and no red mole was seen on my shoulder.
Because the shoulder of this corpse was burned, the mole could no longer be seen.
He couldn't decide.
Chen Yue was afraid that Jiang Yaojing would lose control and do something to these doctors. Even though he knew that his temper would not be good at this time, he still said under pressure, "Anyone of us wants to see such an accident, but the matter has already been
It happened, and there are still many things that you need to make decisions, such as how Jiang Yaotian handles it?"
He tried to divert Jiang Yaojing's attention.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yaojing had already lost his usual calmness and calmness at this time.
The man who was planning to plan seemed not to be him.
"Kill him."
He said very uneasy.
Chen Yue took a deep breath. This was definitely not what Jiang Yaojing could say before.
Even if you want to kill Jiang Yaotian, you still need to have a reasonable and legal means to make him die.
To commit suicide is a violation of the law.
"We may be able to torture him in other ways." Chen Yue suggested.
But Jiang Yaojing did not follow the results he expected.