***
Xiaojian said to him seriously, "Even if he died, he was happy. Sister, you don't need to be sad."
Mai Xiaomai bent over and held him in her arms, choking with sobs.
Thinking back to the words Xiaofeng said before entering the operating room, and that smile, it always felt like he had already foreseen something would happen to him.
Could it be that people always feel something before death, which is why Xiaojian would comfort her this way?
She looked at the mound of fresh soil on the ground, her emotions were complex and overwhelming.
Having worked as a forensic doctor for so long, dealing with so many corpses, she always thought she had seen through life and death.
But when the deceased had a certain connection to her, she couldn't stay calm.
She even began to rely on superstitions...
*
Leaving the welfare clinic with Qiao Chutian.
Sitting in the car, Mai Xiaomai suddenly grabbed Qiao Chutian's hand and said, "Husband, I want to go see Cheng Dongcheng, okay?"
