"It’s not in a hurry to handle the funeral. We should preserve Griffin's body in formalin first and send it to Southwest Medical University."
Griffin was a professor at Southwest Medical University and had quite a few fans online. He once joked in an interview that he wanted to donate his body to his alma mater for medical teaching and become an honored body donor.
Unexpectedly, there was such a good chance. Since that was the case, I would fulfill his wish.
Wayne was shocked by my words.
He said, "I don't remember Griffin saying he wanted to donate his body to the school after his death."
I raised an eyebrow and showed him the interview video where Griffin had said this.
"Didn't he say it himself? He wanted to donate his body to the school after his death. It's his wish, and I just want to help him."
After Wayne watched the video, his face froze, and he looked helplessly at Bianca. Bianca seemed a bit angry after hearing my words.
"Bianca, what's wrong with you? Griffin took such good care of you at school, and now that he's gone, you're not sad at all. You're even eager to donate his body. How can you be so cold and heartless?"
I thought, Well, my silly Bianca, you are too naive. Otherwise, you wouldn't be unaware of how he deceived you.
Wayne chimed in quickly.
"There's no need to rush. Griffin cared a lot about his image. He probably wouldn't want to be a body donor for students to observe."
I glanced at Wayne, took Bianca's hand, and comforted her gently.
"Bianca, Griffin is already dead. Even if his body isn't donated, it will be cremated. Instead of that, why not let him contribute to his alma mater? I remember he often said he wanted to do that. As a teacher, he would surely want his body to have its final value."
After these words, I glanced at Wayne secretly.
Seeing that Wayne was getting restless, I knew he was involved in Griffin's fake death. Sensing it was a perfect chance, I paused and then said, "But I don't think Griffin is dead."
Before I could say something more, Wayne suddenly panicked.
"What do you mean? Are you questioning my professionalism as a doctor? Griffin was my good friend since childhood. If he wasn't dead, would I lie about it?
"If you don't believe me, you can check for yourselves."