Pregnant with the president's cub after escaping marriage

The doctor was very sorry and expressed regret, "We have tried our best, but she was injured too badly..."

Chen Yue's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously looked at Jiang Yaojing. The lines of his face were as straight as a straight line, ready to explode.

Chen Yue walked on thin ice, "Mr. Jiang..."

"Are you kidding me?" Jiang Yaojing's voice was low, deep and muffled, as if overflowing from his chest.

The doctor was terrified, "We dare not make such a joke."

Jiang Yaojing refused to believe it, but the doctor's words fell into his cochlea so clearly.

On his straight neck, his Adam's apple kept rolling up and down.

"Mr. Jiang, calm down." Chen Yue tried to persuade him.

However, Jiang Yaojing did not calm down because of his words.

This was probably Jiang Yaojing's most restless moment.

He strode inside, and when he reached the door of the operation, he stopped, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead.

The door to surgery is open.

The doctors in charge of the operation lined up next to the operating table.

They all bowed their heads.

The leader was Zhu Xiwen. Like everyone else, he buried his head and did not initiate a conversation.

It is best to be silent at this time.

The corpse lying on the operating table, with tubes still inserted into its body.

Standing at the door, you can see it.

That face, no longer recognizable, was badly burned.

Jiang Yaojing's eyes were red, he didn't want to believe that Song Yunyun was lying here, and he sneered, "You just want to lie to me by making a fake corpse?"

Zhu Xiwen, who lowered his head, felt his heart skip a beat, how did he see it?

I can't even see the face.

He looked up.

Seeing Jiang Yaojing's flustered eyes trying to hide it, it turned out that he didn't see that Song Yunyun was not, but he was unwilling to admit the fact that she was dead, and was deceiving himself.

Zhu Xiwen plucked up his courage, "We tried our best, but she was injured by an explosion. We really can't do anything..."

Jiang Yaojing shot over with sharp eyes, as sharp as a knife, and seemed capable of killing people, "Isn't it because of your incompetence?"

Zhu Xiwen didn't dare to argue.

Talking back to him at this time may only make things worse and out of control.

Jiang Yaojing's sharp eyes swept over every doctor.

He approached the operating table.

An unrecognizable face came into his eyes.

His breathing stopped at that moment, suffocating...

Body, constantly shaking, stiff...

No, wouldn't it be her?

He refused to believe it.

He lifted off the blue surgical drape covering the corpse, and he remembered that there was a red mole on Song Yunyun's right shoulder.

When it was opened, there was no red mole on the shoulder.

Because the shoulder of the corpse was burned, the mole could no longer be seen.

He couldn't tell.

Chen Yue was afraid of what Jiang Yaojing would do to these doctors out of control, even though he knew that his temper would not be good at this time, he still said under pressure, "None of us would like to see such an accident happen, but the matter has already passed. It happened, and there are still many things that need to be decided by you, such as how to deal with Jiang Yaotian?"

He tried to divert Jiang Yaojing's attention.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yaojing at this time had already lost his usual composure and composure.

It seemed that the man who had strategized was not him.

"kill him."

He said very restlessly.

Chen Yue gasped, this was definitely not what the former Jiang Yaojing could say.

Even if Jiang Yaotian is to be killed, there must be a reasonable and legal means to let him die.

It is against the law to commit suicide privately.

"Maybe we can use other methods to torture him." Chen Yue suggested.

But Jiang Yaojing didn't follow his expected result.

"Get out, all of you," he whispered.

Chen Yue was worried, "Boss Jiang..."

"go out!"