Chapter 83: The Way of Survival
It was still that private hospital in W District, the hidden elevator leading down to the underground morgue. Eight refrigerated corpses of the Black Blood Clan were laid out on metal platforms, and a middle-aged man in a white lab coat with glasses was seriously examining each one.
The assistants accompanying Wanyue today were not Zhao Peng, but the two sisters Jiang Yan and Jiang Yao. At this moment, both women had their long hair tied back, dressed in long-sleeved white shirts with black bow ties, complemented by black A-line skirts, exuding a professional vibe. They stood behind Wanyue, hands clasped in front of them, heads slightly bowed.
Standing behind the man in the white coat, Old Jin, was a very young female doctor, notably well-endowed.
“Not bad, Old Jin, even your granddaughter is involved now; you Wang family really is expanding everywhere. The first time I saw her, she was still in kindergarten,” Wanyue smiled as she glanced at the girl in the lab coat, nodding slightly.
“Su Xiaomeng, greet your seniors,” Old Jin turned around, showing a benevolent smile and a hint of pride. “From now on, you’ll be the one communicating with Hyacinth.”
For people of Old Jin and Wanyue’s status, almost all communication had to be face-to-face, relying very little on phones. While this ensured information confidentiality, it also consumed a considerable amount of their time. Now, with a trustworthy intermediary like Su Xiaomeng, both parties could relieve some of their time pressures.
“Hehe, should I call you Aunt Wanyue or Sister Wanyue?” After receiving her grandfather’s approval, Su Xiaomeng quickly walked over to Wanyue and affectionately held her arm, curiously observing the Jiang sisters behind her.
“Is Zhao not here today?” Old Jin casually flipped over a Black Blood female attendant whose head had been shot to pieces while glancing at Jiang Yan and Jiang Yao, saying
