The weather has been fine for the next few days.

But the father has not been in touch, only said that is not busy, has not come back.

On the eighth day of the first month, Shui Anluo officially went to work, but the place she wanted to go was the morgue, because no one had arranged a new job for her, and she didn't want to leave for the time being.

Chu muddy wing recently very busy, busy what she does not know, because Chu muddy wing will not tell her, even if she wants to break the head also can not think of.

When shuianluo comes back to the hospital, the sunshine is just right. It makes people feel better in the quiet corridor.

Uncle Xiang came earlier than her. After his son left, he went back to the hospital.

After the water in, habitually took the kettle to draw water, but found that the water is full.

"Uncle Xiang, have you finished drawing water? How's the leg? " Shui Anluo said, sitting on the stool and looking back at Xiang Shu, who is lying on the bed with his legs crossed, fanning. Isn't he really cold?

Shui Anluo silently looks at the window sill that hasn't disappeared. Uncle Xiang, are you sure you're not cold?

"It's all right for a long time." Uncle Xiang said and lost a notebook in his hand. "Girl, finish reading this. I'll test you on January 16."

"Test me?" Shui Anluo reaches for her hand and catches it. Her liver shakes twice. What she fears most is the exam.

"During the Spring Festival this year, three more old women died in our hospital. I don't know when I will be able to survive this winter." Uncle Xiang tut said in a low voice and began to sing Peking Opera.

Water an Luo Leng for a while, low voice spat a: "don't talk nonsense, you and Yama have a good relationship, can't take you away."

Uncle Xiang laughed and continued to sing his Peking Opera.

Shui Anluo turns around and begins to read. This is her martial arts secret.

More than ten in the morning, Chu muddy wing made a phone call to see if she was a good girl. Shui Anluo snorted and hung up directly.

Chu muddy wing looked at the phone being hung up, looked up at an Fengyang in front of him, "at present, this girl has not noticed, but those people made so many things, I think it is not simple to make."

"The Roman dragon family." An Fengyang's fingers tapped on the table, "or I'll go there?"

"You can't do it. I've got someone else." Chu muddy wing said, the door of the office has been pushed open.

An Fengyang looks back. In the sun, a man's thin face suddenly appears in front of him.

Feng Feng!

An Fengyang's eyes narrowed slightly. No matter what, he didn't expect that he was so thin after a year.

It's just right for him to go to Rome with the advertisement of Provence.

The key point is that Feng Feng is the person they have believed in. He is different from Bai Yehan. Bai Yehan was added on the way. They grew up together.

So this is a matter of Fengfeng.

When Chu Ni Yi and an Fengyang plan this, Shui Anluo is following Xiang Shu to record the state of the corpse in the morgue.

Shui'anluo is not so scared as before, and the corpse was found out by Uncle Xiang from the crevice. It should have been hidden on purpose.

"Sir, is the temperature here a little higher?" Shuianluo went to a place not far from the window and reached out to feel the temperature in the air.

"Do you have one?" Uncle Xiang said, put away the record book and went over.

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