Xia Surou rushed to the Xia family and shouted: "Chen Xingran understands medical skills. His medical skills are very high. Let him try it. He may be able to save his grandfather!"

"cut!"

"He is just a novice. There are so many expert directors in the hospital who can do nothing. Can he have a way?"

"That's right, according to my opinion, he just wanted to show it deliberately. I have seen many hypocritical villains."

Chen Xingran was too lazy to pay attention to the Xia family. These people were truly hypocritical. They were sad on the surface, but they were actually very happy inside. Once the old man died, many of their property could be divided, and many of them could be divided into tens of millions or even hundreds of millions at once.

Chen Xingran wanted to walk into the emergency room, but no one could stop him.

He walked into the emergency room a few steps. The emergency doctors were exhausted and exhausted. They didn't even have the strength to rush Chen Xingran out again.

Chen Xingran walked to Mr. Xia. Chen Xingran just glanced with his heavenly eyes. Chen Xingran thought to himself: Three souls lost two souls. The old man did not have a physical problem at all, but lost his soul!

People have three souls and seven spirits. If they only lose their souls, they will just become trance. However, if they lose their souls, they will become unconscious. If they lose more than two souls, they will lose their energy.

The old man now has lost two souls, his body has died, and his five internal organs have not declined, but he has lost his vitality.

Xia Surou also walked into the emergency room at this moment. She, Chen Xingran, said: "Xingran, does grandpa still have hope?"

"How did Mr. Xia become like this?"

"Grandpa suddenly died after reading a painting."

"Where is that painting?"

"That painting is in Grandpa's study."

"I want to see that painting!"

Xia Surou said, "I'll take you there!"

At this time, the Xia family rushed into the emergency room in a swarm. Xia Chengcai pointed at Chen Xingran and shouted: "Chen Xingran, didn't you say you could save my grandfather? You saved me! Why don't you save me? Why don't you save me? How come I'll save my grandfather when I see that painting?"

"Shengcai, they have finished the performance. Isn't you able to find a reason to leave here?"

"Yes, how could a hypocritical person like him admit that he was here to perform deliberately?!"

Chen Xingran ignored these Xia family members, but he still said to the Xia family members in a low voice: "Listen, no one can move Mr. Xia's body!"

Before Chen Xingran left the door, his head suddenly turned to the corner of the emergency room. Chen Xingran seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be talking to the corner of the wall.

"Don't let anyone touch the old man, wait for me to come back!"

After Chen Xingran finished speaking, he hurried to Mr. Xia’s villa.

Behind the medical cabinet in the corner, Mr. Xia's bodyguard Tang Anzhong stood there.

The relationship between Tang Xianzhong and Xia Lao is not a master-servant relationship, but an employment relationship.

Tang Xianzhong has a good character. Although according to the contract, once Mr. Xia dies, the employment contract can be terminated.

But Tang Xianzhong still plans to take care of Mr. Xia Qitian again!

Before, Mr. Xia suddenly passed away, and Tang Xianzhong also suspected that painting, but no matter how he looked at the painting, except that it did have some murderous intentions, there was no mechanism at all.

Therefore, Tang Xianzhong could not confirm that the murderer was Xia Baosteel.

At this moment, Tang Xianzhong, who was standing in the corner of the wall, suddenly heard what Chen Xingran said before leaving, and he was a little shocked.

"Did he find me?"

"My hiding is hidden enough. Even a warrior of the same strength may not necessarily feel my existence. How did he discover me?"
Chapter completed!