As soon as she entered the cemetery gate, the cemetery duty officer walked out and his inquiring eyes fell on her.

Before the other party could ask, she took the initiative to greet her and asked politely: "Hello, uncle, I'm here to visit my friend. I've been abroad before and couldn't catch up with her funeral. I don't know where she was buried?"

"What's your friend's name?"

"Qin Shu."

When I heard this name, the old man felt it was a little familiar, "Oh... it was the one from two months ago? It seemed to be on the news..."

"Yes, it's her."

"You wait. I'll look for it. I've just come here to work. I don't know much about this."

The old man said, and entered the duty room. When he came out again soon, he raised his hand and pointed to Xin Bao'e, "Here, go straight down, the one on the second row on the right is the one on the edge of the second row, which is the best position here."

"Thanks."

Seeing the other party return to the office, Xin Bao'e then walked towards the tombstone standing halfway up the mountain.

There were dark tombstones all around, with black and white photos of the deceased embedded on them, and the eyes seemed to be staring at her.

The wind blew, and the chill spread from the soles of the feet.

Xin Bao'e's heart trembled, she subconsciously wrapped her clothes tightly, and accelerated her pace without looking sideways.

Finally, I came to the tombstone pointed to her by the duty officer.

She couldn't wait to look over, and her pupils suddenly shrank.

The tombstone is engraved with a strange name - Song Bixian, and the black and white photo is also a completely strange face.

This is not Qin Shu’s tombstone at all!

Is the on-duty officer who made the mistake?

Or... Qin Shu was not buried here at all? She was not dead?!

Xin Bao'e prefers the latter.

She raised her hand to cover her violently beating heart, and after a while she slowly calmed down her breathing.

"She really wasn't dead, she wasn't dead...How is this possible..."

Although I came from this guess, after confirming it with my own eyes, I felt it was even more difficult to accept.

She confirmed the nearby tombstones one by one, and finally had to accept: there is indeed no tombstone belonging to Qin Shu here!

After coming out of the cemetery, Xin Bao'e's face was gloomy.

The old man in the duty room stuck out his neck and greeted her, "Girl, have you finished seeing your friend?"

Xin Bao'e seemed to have not heard of it and left straight away.

The old man frowned and muttered, "This girl was quite polite when she came just now. Why did she look like a different person all of a sudden?"

Shake your head and continue looking down at the phone.

......

In the senior special care unit of FUKAN Hospital.

Song Jinrong lay quietly on the hospital bed, and various instruments and tubes for monitoring the body functions were inserted into her body.

She fell asleep peacefully with her eyes closed, her plump and rosy cheeks looked healthy and did not reveal any morbidity.

The old lady of Chu is the best private hospital under Chu. All the medicines and care used on her are the top, and Zhang Yifei provides her with recovery treatment.

Therefore, in the past few months since she became a vegetative, her body has not declined.

Zhang Yifei has also become an acquaintance here because of frequent visits to Fukang Hospital these days and has a green channel of his own.

It is only that all news related to Mrs. Chu is prohibited from spreading.

Only insiders know that he is the attending doctor of Mrs. Chu.

Nurse Xiaoxue looked at Zhang Yifei who was walking out of the elevator. The slender man was wearing a cultivating suit, with a gentle temperament and approachable temperament.

The young nurse blinked, and walked up to say hello with some shyness and curiosity: "Doctor Zhang, did you come so early today?"


Chapter completed!