When Xia Zhengpeng saw this scene, his face turned pale.

However, this kind of scene has not been unheard of before, and some family members of rich people will indeed send people to make trouble if they have an accident in the hospital, but it is not as huge as today's scene.

Anyway, the other party was looking for the dean, Xia Zhengpeng pretended not to see it, and immediately turned around and went to the morgue.

"Who's making trouble here?"

The dean strode to the hall, and at a glance he saw the powerful old man and the butler in front of him.

The identities of these two people...... I'm afraid it's not low.

Worried about offending the big man, the dean relaxed his tone: "This old gentleman, this is a hospital, please take care of the patients and don't make trouble." ”

"If there's anything you want, you can go to my office and say it. ”

The old man snorted coldly: "Where is the morgue?"

"What do you want to do?" Seeing that the old man had such a bad attitude, the dean's face was a little unpleasant.

The old man raised his feet and walked towards the dean, and the sound of footsteps and the sound of crutches landing on the ground shook everyone in the lobby: "Let me ask you, where is the morgue?"

"My granddaughter is in the morgue right now!"

"What do you think I want to do?"

Dean: "The morgue is a forbidden place, people who are not from this hospital can't go in, you said your granddaughter is inside, I can send someone to find it." ”

The old man didn't want to listen to this bullshit explanation at all.

Bullshit process.

Bullshit rules.

He kicked the dean to the ground, picked up his cane and put it against the dean's neck, and commanded majestically: "I'll ask the last time, where is it?"

"In ...... At...... In the basement, go straight here, turn the second corner and turn left to get off the elevator. ”

The old man whipped the dean two meters away with a cane.

Walking in a figure-eight step, he led a group of bodyguards towards the morgue.

At this time, Xia Zhengpeng had already arrived at the morgue and saw that the nurse was counting the beds that were about to be cremated.

"Has it all been counted?" Xia Zhengpeng was flustered in his heart, he always felt that something bad would happen.

Nurse: "It's already. ”

"What about the guy in bed 315?"

"It's been shipped to the crematorium. ”

Xia Xi's body has been transported to be cremated......

This matter is about to pass......

Right away......

Xia Zhengpeng breathed a sigh of relief, but unfortunately his breath was not finished, and groups of bodyguards dressed in black suddenly rushed in at the door.

And in the center of the bodyguard's support, an old man walked over proudly.

The old man stood at the top of the steps, looked down at the corpse covered with a white cloth underneath, and waved his big hand: "Find it for me! Find it one by one! Don't let go of even the corner!"

"Yes!" the black-clad bodyguard moved quickly.

When Xia Zhengpeng saw this scene, he was so frightened that his heart stopped beating.

He stared at the old man in a panic and angrily and asked, "What are you doing? This is not a place for you to come, let me out!"

The old man didn't even look at Xia Zhengpeng, his wrinkled eyes were squinting, and there were worries, self-blame, fear, and prayers in them.

Small pity;

Don't be afraid.

Grandpa is coming for you.

"Master, I didn't find Miss on the right side!"

"Master, I didn't find Miss on the left side!"

"Master, I haven't found Miss here!"

The old man suddenly felt that his eyes were black, and his heart full of hope almost fell into hell, but at this moment of grief and despair, his eyes skimmed to the crematorium signpost on the wall—