"What does your husband's death have to do with you? Even if he dies strangely, isn't there 110?"

Xia Xiaonuan looked at Chen Yi strangely.

"Rely on 110 in everything, then 110 is not exhausted!"

Chen Yi was too lazy to explain, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

When I arrived at the doctor's duty room, a female doctor was looking at the medical record, holding a pen in her hand and kept spinning.

"Hello, are you Dr. Ke?"

Chen Yi asked.

The female doctor turned her head and looked at it, nodding.

"What's wrong with you?" She put down the case.

"We want to ask about the patient in bed 38!" Chen Yi replied.
Chapter completed!