She finished her words and stumbled out without waiting for the staff to respond. She ignored the staff's loud calls from behind and disappeared without a trace.
The leader came over and asked what was going on. The staff pointed to the body on the counter and explained the situation. The leader said with a sad face, "What should we do?"
The child on the counter looked about seven or eight years old, with wide, gray eyes and a large head that made his body look even smaller. The dead child had been abandoned by his biological mother.
Qin Huai was shocked by the scene before him. How could a mother be willing to abandon her own child?
But then he realized that leaving the child here might be the best option for him, because if he relied on the government agency, he might be able to get a coffin.
The leader at the counter told people to throw the body outside. The onlookers accused him of being cold-blooded. Qin Huai, thinking of the women's grief, said angrily, "You are public servants. Don't you fear that God will strike you dead if you do such a thing?"
The leader had never encountered such a situation before. After discussing it with the staff for a while, they couldn't come up with a solution. The people said, "The child was thrown to you, and the mother is missing. You should find a way to bury the child."
The leader said, "How can this be possible? How can this be possible?"
Qin Huai felt sorry for the children and kept manipulating public opinion and morally blackmailing them.
The people at the counter discussed the matter for a long time, but the people outside were not satisfied with the way the situation was handled. Qin Huai said, "You are really useless. If you can't do anything yourself, why don't you just call your superiors or the police?"
The leader finally came to his senses and asked the staff to go out and call the police while he called his superiors himself.
The crowd at the door grew larger and larger. The police station and their leaders arrived almost at the same time. After discussing for a while, they decided to bury the child.
After all, the dead are the greatest.
Qin Huai's legs began to tremble again. He had secured a thin coffin for his child, and the mother's actions had shocked him greatly.
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