The meeting with the Red Cross was arranged in the conference room.

When she was led by Xiao Kui, Lin Wanwan stopped her, as if she wanted to say something.

"I'll talk about it when I'm done. ”

Interpreter doesn't have time to deal with anything else right now.

"Oh well. ”

Lin Wanwan sighed, stood back, and leaned against the wall weakly.

The mobile phone in her pocket was screaming, and she fished it out to see that it was Yao Fangmu.

It's about the fact that the office of the interpreter was splashed with blood.

Yao Fangmu asked Lin Wanwan on WeChat to hurry up and let Xie Yu come back to deal with it.

Otherwise, if this matter is big, it will not be able to be suppressed.

Lin Wanwan frowned.

"Feng Peilang is going to withdraw the ventilator, you hold it up over there. ”

She replied.

Yao Fangmu didn't reply for a long time.

After a while, he replied - I'll get it right, you can comfort my little flower.

Lin Wanwan rolled his eyes.

Comfort, if this thing can be comforted, is there such a thing as sadness in the world?

Watching the Red Cross people enter the conference room, Lin Wanwan sighed and sat down on a chair in the corridor.

looked through the contacts on his mobile phone, found his former colleague at the police station, and dialed a phone to ask him how Aunt Zhang's matter was doing.

"Recruited, said that someone put a million into her account and asked her to do this, and said that it is not illegal to make a terminal cancer patient brain dead, she was brainwashed, right? ”

Over there, Lin Wanwan's former colleague muttered a few words.

Lin Wanwan frowned.

"Did you find out who did it?"

"Nope. ”

Lin Wanwan frowned.

Let the other side take care of the rest to themselves.

"Then what about this old man?"

"Go to jail, I'll give you a million and let her go to jail until she dies. ”

Lin Wanwan hung up the phone.

But she's not kidding.

Even very firm.

Make those people pay.

*

in the conference room.

After listening to the Red Cross's Xiaoyuan quietly introduce all the processes, he quietly filled out the preliminary form.

"Then Miss Xie, Mr. Feng's corneas, heart, and kidneys are all healthy, can these be donated?"

Madoka asked.

Xie Yu nodded.

"And Ms. Xie, Mr. Feng's intestinal ......"

"As long as it works, you can. ”

She knows Feng Peilang's situation, stomach cancer, tumors.

Such cases also need to be evaluated before organ donation can be performed.

"What about the skin? I look at Mr. Feng......

"Smack!", Xie Yu slammed the cup in his hand on the table.

Madoka was startled.

"Ms. Xie, this ...... We checked, Mr. Feng's skin ......"

"Are you an organ donor?"

Xie Yu looked at Madoka and asked her.

Madoka was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"If you die and your mom sees you hollowed out, even your skin has been peeled off, will your mom be happy?"

"Miss Xie ......"

"I'll ask you, you're dead and skinned, if your mother is happy to see you buried like this, I will immediately agree to donate Feng Peilang's skin. ”

Xie Yu looked at Madoka's face changing rapidly.

Finally sneered.

"Table to me, in addition, I do not accept donations of Feng Peilang's skin. ”

Xie Yu got up, changed seats, and knocked on the table at Madoka.

Xiao Yuan was stunned for a moment, and with an embarrassed face, he hurriedly handed the form in his hand to Xie Yu.

After reading the commentary, he signed his name.

One by one.

At the end of the sign-in, it was as if her internal organs, every organ, and every bone had been removed.

Feng Peilang lost his life.

She lost her life.

It all seemed to end in the two words of interpretation she signed.