Ning Qiaoqiao rushed to the direction of the operating room a little anxiously, and when he got out of the elevator door, he accidentally broke his foot.

"Ahh

"Be careful!" Lu Yao quickly held Ning Qiaoqiao with his eyes and asked, "Miss Ning, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine."

Ning Qiaoqiao moved his feet, smiled gratefully at Lu Yao, and walked quickly towards the door of the operating room.

Lu Yao glanced at Ning Qiaoqiao's back, shook his head with some emotion, and chased after him.

When Ning Qiaoqiao had just arrived at the door of the operating room, the light on the door of the operating room had just gone out.

This means that the operation has been done, and she came in time!

The door to the operating room opens from the inside, and a doctor in a light blue surgical gown appears in the doorway.

"Who are the patient's family?"

The doctor asked, taking off his mask.

"It's me!" Ning Qiaoqiao stepped forward, looked at the doctor eagerly, and didn't dare to ask, "Doctor, my ...... Grandma, how's she doing? ”

The doctor glanced at Ning Qiaoqiao, who was anxious, and then at Lu Yao behind her, and said to Ning Qiaoqiao, "I'm sorry, we've done our best." ”

Rumble!

Ning Qiaoqiao was struck by lightning!

"You...... What did you say? Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the doctor in disbelief, and her voice trembled.

"The patient came with a severe blow to the head, and we did our best, so we're sorry."

The doctor, who was accustomed to life and death, had a calm face.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the doctor in a daze, couldn't bear to take two steps back, and kept shaking his head and refusing to accept this reality.

"Impossible, impossible...... It couldn't be ......."

Her muttering sounded distressing.

Even Lu Yao, who had always thought that he had long known what compassion was, glanced at Ning Qiaoqiao with some pity.

"By the way, during the operation, we found that the patient was holding a bag in her arms, and she kept holding it tightly and didn't let go, and we wasted a lot of effort to take it out, and the nurse will hand it over to you later."

The doctor said again.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the doctor's mouth in a daze, his head seemed to be smothered by a heavy hammer, his eyes blinked in a trance, and his body fell straight to the back!

"Miss Ning!"

Lu Yao's shouting rang out in the corridor.

……

****

Ning Qiaoqiao had a long dream, in which she heard Mama Zhang calling her all the time, but she couldn't see where Mama Zhang was.

Ning Qiaoqiao kept running and running in a cloud of black fog......

When he woke up again, Ning Qiaoqiao's body seemed to be filled with lead, and he even struggled to open his eyes.

"Miss Ning, you're awake."

A man's voice came from the side.

Ning Qiaoqiao turned his head and was stunned for a moment, and his not very sober mind reacted that it was Lu Yao.

"Mr. Lu."

Ning Qiaoqiao opened his mouth, and his voice was as rough and ugly as sand and stones.

She frowned, only to feel a burning pain in her throat.

"It's me." Lu Yao helped Ning Qiaoqiao up and handed Ning Qiaoqiao a glass of water.

Ning Qiaoqiao took the water and took a sip, her throat felt a lot better, she paused, looked at Lu Yao and asked, "Mr. Lu, how long have I fainted?" ”

"One day and one night." Lu Yao said: "The doctor said that your physical strength is seriously overdrawn, and your spirit has been hit again. I thought you had to sleep one more day. ”

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned, lowered her head, looked at the quilt silently, and did not make a sound.

Lu Yao glanced at Ning Qiaoqiao, took a bag from the side, and handed it to Ning Qiaoqiao.

Ning Qiaoqiao raised her head and looked at the pocket, and looked at Lu Yao with some confusion.

"It was left by Zhang's mother." Lu Yao said.

Lu Yao, like Yu Shaomo, has read Ning Qiaoqiao's information, so he understands her interpersonal relationships very clearly.

Ning Qiaoqiao was stunned and reached out to take the pocket.

The bag is a very ordinary shopping bag, thick cotton and linen; The original green bag has now been soaked in blood, and the bag looks a little hard when the blood has dried.

Ning Qiaoqiao's eyes looked at the bag steadily, and the hand holding the bag gradually tightened.

"Her grave has been chosen, and her body will be cremated when you see it." Lu Yao said.

Ning Qiaoqiao came back to her senses, nodded, lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "I'll go see her." ”

The funeral parlor, a place often used as a horror in fiction, is the second time Ning Qiaoqiao has stood here.

The first time was because my mother died.

Mama Zhang's appearance doesn't look terrifying at all, the makeup artist's skills are very good, and Mama Zhang even looks a few years younger than when she was alive.

Ning Qiao Qiao looked at Zhang's mother's body fixedly, her eyes calm without any brilliance.

She had seen the shopping bag before she came, and it contained three things.

A blood-soaked passbook, 2,000 pieces of cash that was soaked in blood, and a strawberry cake that had rotten......

Her favorite strawberry cake.

"Shouldn't I take you away?" Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Mother Zhang fixedly, and said word by word: "If I don't take you away, at least you're still alive now, right?" ”

"It's all my fault, it's my fault...... If I hadn't taken you away, you'd be alive and well now; If I hadn't gone to work at a bar, you wouldn't have run out to find me so late. ”

Ning Qiaoqiao's tears finally couldn't be stopped and poured down.

The staff in the funeral home watched this scene indifferently, they were already numb and unable to empathize.

"Miss, it's time."

A staff member stepped forward and said.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Zhang's mother with tears on her face, and was sent into the blazing stove by the staff.

In the red flames was Mama's calm and serene face......

"Mama Zhang!"

Ning Qiaoqiao rushed over and was stopped by Lu Yao.

"Mama Zhang......"

Ning Qiaoqiao was so grief-stricken that she could barely stand.

……

When Ning Qiao Qiao came out of the funeral home, he was holding a black box in his hand.

The sky that had just been clear suddenly became gloomy, and dark clouds covered the land, and the wind gradually became stronger.

"Will you be able to hold on?" Lu Yao looked at Ning Qiaoqiao's bloodless face with some concern, she was obviously overly sad.

"I'm fine." Ning Qiaoqiao said in a soft voice, and the hand holding the urn tightened.

She wants to send Zhang's mother on the last ride, and she can't let others do it for her.

"Let's go, then." Lu Yao said.

Ning Qiaoqiao got into the car, and the car drove towards the cemetery with her.

The cemetery that Lu Yao chose for Zhang's mother was very good, and he specially invited people to come to the ceremony and cry.

This is a beautiful funeral, Ning Qiaoqiao stood at the front, listening to the mournful cries around her, and her eyes were fixed on the posthumous photos on Zhang's mother's tombstone.

"Miss Ning, your phone is ringing." Lu Yao suddenly handed over Ning Qiaoqiao's mobile phone.

Ning Qiaoqiao came back to his senses, glanced down at the phone number on it, was stunned, picked up the phone, and put it to his ear.

"Little bitch, I'm telling you, you get that old immortal back for me right away! She is our Ran family's servant! What right do you have to take her! I'll tell her to get me out in an hour! Otherwise, I'll call the police! ”

Zhao Meihua's sharp voice seemed to pierce people's eardrums.