What happened now?
Zheng Haijuan and Jhiang Cuifeng felt a "thud" in their hearts again.
Seeing Qiao Licheng's even more agitated reaction than before, panic increased in their hearts.
"Who called the police? The hospital?! Wasn't it that dead girl Qiao Jing?!"
Hearing what Qiao Licheng said, Zheng Haijuan and Jhiang Cuifeng had a rough idea of what was going on.
Unsurprisingly, it might have been about yesterday's incident at the hospital where Qiao Licheng had beaten Qiao Jing with a belt.
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Licheng raised his hand and fiercely smashed the phone onto the ground.
"Qiao Jing, that stinking girl, why doesn't she just die! Which hospital called the police? I don't believe for a second that the hospital would meddle in such trivial matters; it must have been Qiao Jing who reported it!"
Zheng Haijuan thought it over, and considering what had just happened, she suddenly came to another conclusion.