Si Mingjing accompanied Mo Yinhe to offer condolences, arriving at the hospital an hour later.
In the corridor at the mortuary's entrance, the cries of two women filled the air.
One was an elderly woman with silvery-white hair, likely the deceased's mother.
The other was a middle-aged woman who had collapsed on the ground, unable to get up, likely the deceased's wife.
Several men also sat on the corridor's benches, hands covering their faces, looking inconsolable.
The deceased, Yang Zhuchao, was a pioneer in the aerospace field and a world-renowned scientist. He was one of the talents Mo Yinhe was most proud of having recruited and was also the main person in charge at Yinhe Aerospace Base.
Yang Zhuchao had suffered a fatal heart attack during a meeting. This was something that no one could accept. The entire corridor was packed with people from Yang Zhuchao's team, all heartbroken.
Seeing Mo Yinhe hurrying over, everyone automatically cleared a path.
