"Boy, let go of our professor, or I'll call security."

"I just want to ask you whether you want to transfer or not?"

"Okay, okay...I'll transfer!"

Faced with my strong aura, the old doctor finally compromised.

I let go of my hand and he covered his neck.

"Ahem, hurry up and transfer them to the general ward."

Several doctors and nurses nearby were stunned.

This is the first time I heard that patients who were pronounced dead were transferred to general wards.

"Professor, do we really want to transfer?"

A younger doctor said.

"Come on, the patient's family members are a little emotional. They can't be too extreme now. Maybe after some time, they will be able to accept this reality."

When I came out, they thought I was mentally ill.

Shen Xiaocen and Ni Meizhen were pushed to the general ward.

The nurses and some patients' family members pointed fingers at us.

"Hey, you said this young man is quite pitiful. He doesn't believe that people are dead. No, he has to be transferred to a general ward."

"Hey, she was also an infatuated lover. The person who died of illness was her girlfriend. It was true love."

"But why didn't he cry or look sad?"

"What do you know? When a person reaches the extreme point of sadness, he cannot cry."

"I just heard that the boy vomited a lot of blood."

"I am so jealous of talented people. It makes me, an old woman, feel uncomfortable hearing this."

Everyone was talking on the sidelines.
Chapter completed!