"I haven't heard about the corpse. What's wrong? You don't want to treat Yin Yin and bring her back to life, right?" Mike's brain was wide open.

Qin Anan's temple hurt: "Mike, I'm just asking casually. If I have the ability to bring back the dead, no one will really die in this world, don't you think it's terrible?"

Mike: "Oh, I didn't hear that Wei Zhen came back. Shouldn't there be a corpse? But Fu Shiting should have received the message that Yin Yin was dead. If he didn't receive the message, he would never give Yin Yin a funeral."

"Um."

"You really won't come back? In fact, Ziqiu is so young now. You leave the child to the nanny. It's not impossible for you to come back." Mike hoped that she would come back for the funeral together.

Regardless of the relationship with Fu Shiting, Yinyin has always had a good relationship with them.

"I'm ashamed of Yin Yin." Qin Anan's voice was hoarse, and she said her true thoughts, "If I could have known her thoughts in advance, I would definitely not have let her do this. I feel like I'm a little stunned. I met in country B. When I came to a patient with the same condition as Yin Yin, not only did I think he looked like Yin Yin, but because he had the same blood type as Yin Yin, I had a whimsical feeling that they might be related..."

Mike fell silent after hearing her words.

He didn't know that she picked up another patient in country B.

"I suddenly realized just now that it may be because of their special blood type that they are more likely to suffer from this disease!" Qin Anan felt a pain in his heart when he said this.

There are many coincidences in this world.

But the probability of ordinary people encountering it is extremely low.

So Yunmo and Yinyin may not have anything to do with each other.

They happen to have the same special blood type, and they both happen to suffer from this disease.

As for the resemblance, it may be because she wants to sing too much...

"An An, don't come back for the funeral. I don't think you're in a good state." Mike said after being silent for a few seconds, "Do you think that life is actually a trivial matter other than life and death?"

Qin Anan responded.

"Since we are still alive, let's live happily!" Mike reassured, "I will take my two children to the funeral. After the funeral, I will end my work here as soon as possible, and take two children with me. The child is going to join you."

"it is good."

Fu family.

The things in Yin Yin's room were sorted out, and the boxes were moved to the warehouse and locked.

Fu Shiting thought about things that wouldn't move her, but he couldn't help entering her room.

As long as he sees her things, he will think of her. As long as he thinks of her, he will remember why she died.

The psychiatrist told him that if Yinyin was not forced to donate blood, he should not think that Yinyin was killed.

In this world, there is a thing more powerful than hate, this thing is called love.

Because Yinyin is full of love for Ziqiu, that's why she saves Ziqiu regardless of her life.

He shouldn't turn groaning love into endless hate.

He listened to the psychiatrist and wanted to try to get out.

He wasn't for himself, but he didn't want to torture Qin An'an and the children for it.

The day before the funeral, Fu Shiting received a call from Wang Wanzhi.

This is the first time Wang Wanzhi has called him proactively since they met two months ago.

Wang Wanzhi saw that Fu Yechen's company went bankrupt, and was afraid that Fu Shiting had freed up his energy now, and the next person to deal with was herself, so she made this call.

"Fu Shiting, I have some information." Wang Wanzhi said, "I had a dinner date with Tang Qiaosen yesterday. I asked him about the dark red box while he was drunk."

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