Han Hao rushed upstairs in a hurry, eager to find out what he had lost. He didn't even bother waiting for the elevator, he was panting from exhaustion as he walked down the stairs.
The two climbed up, and Han Hao didn't even bother to take a breath before entering Mr. Qin's office.
"Qin... Mr. Qin." Han Hao held the table with both hands, his chest heaving violently, and he was breathing heavily.
"You came to see me for...what's the matter?"
Mr. Qin looked at Han Hao with a gloomy face and said nothing for a long time.
The more he acted like this, the more unsure Han Hao felt, and he felt frightened for a while.
"Qin... Mr. Qin." Han Hao stood beside him, like a child who made a mistake.
"Why didn't you tell me!" Mr. Qin slapped the table and glared at Han Hao fiercely.
"Mr. Qin, I..." Han Hao looked at Mr. Qin, but didn't know what to say.
Although Mr. Qin also knows something about cultivators, the idea of soul exchange is too unbelievable, and no one would believe it.
"Han Hao, you..." Mr. Qin pointed at him and sighed.
Seeing Mr. Qin's appearance, Han Hao didn't know what to say. This matter had nothing to do with him.
"Tell me the truth, what do you think?"
"Mr. Qin, what exactly did you lose? I will try my best to find it back!" Han Hao leaned forward slightly, his tone a little anxious.
In Mr. Qin's office, there are many precious prescriptions and various records of difficult and difficult diseases. Those things are priceless, and if they are lost, it will be a huge loss.
"What was lost?" Mr. Qin looked at Han Hao, somewhat confused about what he was talking about.
As for Han Hao, when he heard what Mr. Qin said, he was also confused: "Didn't you lose something? If not, why are you so anxious..."
"What's missing?"
"Your office is in such a mess, just..." Han Hao looked at the messy office and expressed he did not understand what Mr. Qin said.
"You said this, Chen Feng has already told me."
"Did I tell you?" Han Hao was immediately dumbfounded.
He was still thinking about how to explain it, but it turned out that Mr. Qin already knew it.
Mr. Qin nodded and said, "I don't blame you for this. No one expected such a thing to happen. But I called you here today for other reasons."
"Something else?" Han Hao scratched his head, confused.
"You still need me to remind you? What should I say about Xinxin?"
When Mr. Qin said this, Han Hao's expression immediately changed. He looked like he was hopeless, and said with a mournful face: "Mr. Qin, I told you, this really won't work."
"You can't do it if you say no? Don't you understand, or are you just pretending to be stupid?" Mr. Qin glared at me with a beard and slapped the table angrily.
Chen Feng saw them like this and left without staying any longer. He still had to deal with Zhu Yinxiang's affairs.
Ten minutes later, Chen Feng appeared in the morgue again.
Hu Shan was standing in front of the transparent glass door and window, staring at Zhu Yinxiang in the room.
Perhaps because he is a cultivator, he did not fall into deep thought like Han Hao. But he was not much better. He was groggy and looked like a dying person.
"Aren't you very arrogant? Why don't you continue now?" Hu Shan pointed at Zhu Yinxiang inside and yelled.
How can he not hate it?
After all, in order to let him enter Han Hao's body, he
But I endured a lot of pain.
Now that Zhu Yinxiang is like this, even though he can't take action, he can still vent his anger by swearing a few words.