"Young Master, after the chairman passed away, donated the chairman's corneas to Miss Fenfen."
The situation was urgent, and Doctor Zhang couldn't afford to worry about much else; he had to report the truth of the matter.
Everyone present was shocked by Doctor Zhang's words.
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, like the prelude to a storm, and Doctor Zhang himself stood gaping, staring at everyone for a good while.
"Are you saying that Chicheng transported the old man's body to the hospital that day not for an autopsy, but to secretly donate the old man's corneas?"
Finally, Yanqin reacted; she raised her eyebrows and looked at Doctor Zhang, "And it was for Anning's daughter?"
Her tone was very calm, but the next second was like a tempest, "I'm going to sue Chicheng."
Yanqin charged forward, grabbed Anning by the collar fiercely, and glared at her, roaring, "I'm going to sue you all. You murdered the old man for his corneas, and you will be cursed for it."
