Several days had passed, and under Shen Chi's meticulous care, Xu Chaomu's health had recovered quite quickly.
Every time, she only briefly mentioned the matter of the little bun to Shen Chi without being clingy or making a fuss. Whatever Shen Chi said, she believed.
On this day, Shen Chi found some time and gathered several experts he had hired to go to a sealed meeting room in the hospital.
"I want the complete and detailed report of the child's life from birth to death," Shen Chi said solemnly.
The meeting room was not large, with Shen Chi sitting at the forefront, his piercing gaze sweeping across the entire room.
Two attending physicians handed over a stack of files—not thick, but substantial.
Shen Chi took them and flipped through from the beginning.
The meeting room was very quiet, everyone held their breath, and the only sound was the rustling of papers as Shen Chi turned them.