Coming to the hospital in a shroud

Su Yun accompanied Zheng Ren for his check - up. When Chang Yue saw that the patient and his family members had left, she muttered to herself,""Strange."

Liu Zewei didn't touch his bald head. Instead, he said very cautiously,""Doctor Chang, you don't know about that set of clothes?"

"It looks familiar. It's a Tang suit, right?" Chang Yue said.

"No." "That's for the dead!"Liu Zewei said.

Chang Yue was stunned. For the deceased to wear?

This time, she immediately recalled why that set of clothes looked familiar.

It really wasn't a Tang suit!

Many patients, especially those in the late stages of cancer, died in the ward, and their families wiped their bodies clean. Then, while it was still warm and his body, especially his limbs, had not stiffened, he put on similar clothes.

Most of them were dressed in traditional Chinese outfits, while some were dressed in Chinese tunic suits.

Very few people would think of suits at such a moment.