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"You must accept this money, because Wang Wei told me in a dream that he hopes to be your good son in the next life. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Wen Zhong said softly in the ear of Wang Wei's parents, and he also wanted to comfort Wang Wei's parents in his heart.

Sharp-eyed reporters have already recorded the scene.

Many reporters quickly made the headlines of the scene in front of them and sent it out.

"Infinite love, Wen Zhong, who sacrificed his life to save people, once again exposed the inside story of the black-hearted hospital."

"Whose fault is it for the death of an innocent child?"

"The hospital fee system once again makes the general public question it."

"Is it true or false that the deceased asks for help in his dreams?"

.......

For a while, the whole news exploded on the Internet and in the media, and the senior management of the hospital was alarmed. There are also well-meaning netizens who have called the police, and the police have also rushed to the hospital.

Underground morgue.

Wang Wei, the ghost standing next to Wen Zhong, looked at his parents with teary eyes, and wanted to hug his sad parents again and again, but he couldn't do anything, so he could only pass through and fall down again and again.

Wen Zhong, who could see all this, twitched in his heart, and he couldn't help it, turned around and walked to the registration office of the morgue.

We must help Wang Wei's parents take out Wang Wei's body and send it home safely.

There was an office at the entrance of the morgue, and there were two people sitting in it, probably these two people had been working in a place with heavy yin qi for a long time, and their complexions were a little sickly pale. One of the slightly older men saw Wen Zhong and raised his head and asked casually, "What's the matter?" ”

Wen Zhong saw it, his eyebrows jumped in shock, just in this brightly lit office, there were no less than dozens of ghosts of different ages and genders, among which there were two terrifying-looking evil ghosts, lying on the backs of these two people, with bloody fangs in their mouths biting the necks of these two people, sucking the essence.

Wen Zhong coughed lightly, and asked softly without changing his face: "May I ask how much does it cost to transport the body to the funeral home?" ”

"There are seventeen services in total, which one do you want?" The old man took out a piece of paper from the table next to him and threw it to Wen Zhong, and threw over another pen: "Fill it out for me yourself." With that, he yawned and continued to lie back in his chair.

The reporters who followed the shooting were all a little confused, didn't this old man see the reporters and the camera?

Isn't this old man afraid that the hospital will be exposed and charge so much?

When will the hospital morgue be served? Seventeen more!

Many reporters were silent, and they pointed their cameras at the piece of paper that Wen Zhong took back, and clicked and clicked, and a new field of news was discovered again.

Many reporters were secretly happy in their hearts, and there was so much explosive news with Wen Zhong today. It seems that the top management of this hospital is a little difficult to protect themselves today, and after so many incidents, they can't use mud to cover the loopholes.

"Uncle and aunt, you fill out this list and take the child out as soon as possible!" Wen Zhong handed the list to Wang Wei's parents, and sighed secretly in his heart.

There's darkness everywhere, and I'm afraid you don't bother to find out.

Wang Wei's parents sadly took the paper and pen and wrote them on the chairs in the aisle.

Bite!

The elevator sounded, and a large group of doctors in white coats walked out one after another, and went straight to the circle of reporters. An old lady with gray hair, glasses, and a white lab coat squeezed in.

After seeing Wang Wei's parents, he knelt on one knee and held the hands of Wang Wei's parents with both hands: "I'm really sorry, delaying the child's treatment, our hospital has found out that it was brain specialist Liu Wei who deliberately delayed the treatment time, and has been dismissed by the hospital and taken away for investigation. As he spoke, he looked at Wen Zhong who was standing aside: "As for the later expenses, our hospital will be completely exempt, and our hospital will also compensate for the previous expenses." ”

"Doesn't it seem a little too late to make compensation?" Wen Zhong stood aside and sneered: "A young and fresh life passed away under your supervision and treatment, and now you want to lose money and get rid of it?" ”

This sentence immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of many doctors, and they glared at Wen Zhong angrily.

"Shut up, who are you?" A young man on the side, wearing a white coat, pointed at Wen Zhong's nose and scolded: "The dean is also accused by you?" ”

It seems that this old lady is the director of the hospital, and she is also silent at this time, while Wen Zhong even scolded her, on the one hand, the family of the deceased, and on the other hand, the doctor of the new generation.

"Huh!" Wen Zhong continued to sneer: "Many reporters are watching, the news is broadcasting, please pay attention to your words and deeds, pay attention to your medical ethics!" ”

Although Wen Zhong did not scold, the last sentence can be described as poison on poison, plus what the young doctor said, many people saw it through live broadcasts, media, and the Internet.

The dean, who had always been calm, didn't know what to say at this time.

The dean was bitter in his heart, and he came to the bitter heart to calm down this matter a little, but this young doctor, who was not long-sighted, wanted to cause trouble, and suddenly felt dizzy and wanted to faint.

Did this kid come here and deliberately push the wall?

Wen Zhong didn't say much, but sat on the chair next to him, quietly thinking about how to help Wang Wei in the future, after all, his previous words were left there, and he must help people to the end.

The corners of Wen Zhong's mouth rose slightly, and he looked at Wang Wei's parents.

At this time, they were filling out the list and asking the old lady, after all, she was still the dean. Wang Wei and his wife are honest people, if Wenzhong doesn't come to help them, Wang Wei's child's body will be stored in the morgue for a long time.

"Tick all the boxes, and I'll pay for it." The old lady looked at the large stack of renminbi that Wang Wei's parents were holding in their arms, and made up her mind to ask the hospital to pay the money.

"Dean, no, really not...... It's so embarrassing....... "Wang Wei's parents shirked.

The dean stood up tremblingly, took the list in the hands of Wang Wei's parents, and personally came to the office window of the morgue: "Take the body, and you must serve it all." As he spoke, he checked off the many options and handed them to the old man in the window.

The old man looked up and saw that it was the dean, and he didn't dare to slack off.

"Let's go, Lao Zhao, stop smoking, carry the corpse." The old man said and took the lead in putting on his work clothes and walked out of the office.

Lao Zhao in the room snuffed out his cigarette, patted his body and put on his clothes, and followed him into the morgue.

Wen Zhong stopped Wang Wei's parents, who wanted to follow them in, and signaled them not to go in, just wait outside. A bold reporter followed the two old men into the morgue to shoot.

"Pay attention to privacy." Wen Zhong reminded slightly.

The reporter stood at the door of the morgue and hesitated, nodded towards Wen Zhong, and finally did not enter. He had just seen a kind of fear in the eyes of the young man Wen Zhong, and there was also a kind of persuasion.

The reporter carrying the camera felt a sudden gust of cold wind blowing from the morgue, and goosebumps instantly appeared on the whole person, and the cold hair stood up!

I only heard some strange and strange sounds in the morgue, and suddenly I was so frightened that a cold sweat broke out, and I ran into the pile of reporters with my legs shaking.

Wen Zhong had just opened the morgue at the moment when the two old men opened it, and saw nearly hundreds of transparent ghosts rushing out of the door in the morgue in an instant, which immediately filled the entire morgue rest corridor, and some ghosts even overlapped each other, biting, pushing, and howling at each other.

These can only be seen by Wen Zhong and Wang Wei's souls.

Some ghosts even Wen Zhong felt his heart beat, although he had not caught a ghost once, but the sense of crisis and fear in his heart always reminded him that this was not a place for the good, and he had to leave as soon as possible.

Especially Wang Wei, who has been hiding beside Wen Zhong, his weak soul easily attracted the attention of many ghosts, and they rushed towards Wang Wei.

"Where did the imp come from? New here, right? Heh......."

"Stay and play!"

"The face is very tender, and it must be delicious."

"If you catch the boss, you will definitely get a reward."

"It's not yet night, so don't move lightly."

"This is underground, even in the daytime, these humans can't see us, just catch a ghost."

......

These ghosts completely ignored the large group of people in the morgue rest corridor, constantly weaving through the crowd, and occasionally a ghost accidentally passed through the body, only slightly dim.

The person who was passed by the ghost couldn't help but shudder, looked left and right at nothing, and didn't care.

Wen Zhong on the side sneered and looked at these ghosts, and these ghosts didn't notice that Wen Zhong heard their words clearly. Wen Zhong deliberately leaned against the wall, supported the wall with one hand, and protected the trembling Wang Wei under his armpit.

The other hand was holding Wang Wei's parents, and kept saying comforting words, hoping that they could pay more attention to their bodies and not be too sad.

Soon, under the gaze of everyone, a mobile hospital bed was gently pushed out of the morgue by two old men, the bed was covered with a white cloth, judging from the appearance, the deceased had already been dressed in a shroud, and the whole hospital bed was still exuding a stream of cold air at this time.

"Everything else is ready in the car outside, and the family can notify you in place." After Lao Zhao finished speaking kindly, he pushed the mobile hospital bed to Wang Wei's parents.

Wang Wei's parents couldn't help it, almost fainted again, and fell on the hospital bed crying.

Long.

The crying Wang Wei's parents were pulled up by Wen Zhong, and the bodies were put into a prepared ice coffin by Lao Zhao and the others. When he was about to transport away, he was stopped by Wen Zhong.

"Please keep your promise!" Wen Zhong was followed by many reporters, shooting fiercely. Many reporters want to see how the hospital is handling this matter here.

The old lady and dean of the hospital, without the slightest hesitation, took out some printed compensation money and handed it to Wen Zhong on the side. Wen Zhong took it and read it carefully, and then passed it to the surrounding reporters to see, and everyone nodded in satisfaction, and then agreed to Wang Wei's parents to sign.