C60

On the first day after the medicinal tea was brewed, all the customers who came to the noodle shop gave them a cup as a gift. This was the management method given by the Xiao Si, and he had even gone to the only printing shop in town to make large and small posters and advertise on the colourful pages.

Not to mention, the effect was quite good. Some of the guests that were gifted had come back to buy them, while others had brought their colourful pages over to understand the situation.

After a few days, although the sales weren't as explosive as expected, it was still much higher than Qi Miao's expectations.

Right now, she was very busy every day, but she was very busy, very happy, very satisfied, and also very happy.

She thought that this would be her life from now on, but she didn't expect to receive such an earth-shattering piece of news from Fang Qi'er.

Early in the morning, when Qi Miao and the Xiao Si were busy filling up the medicinal tea in their hands, her phone kept ringing.

This number was only known to Qi'er alone. Usually, he would call after 10 pm and the two of them would chat for a while.

Although she thought it was possibly an advertisement or something, Qi Miao still felt a little uneasy. She put down the work in her hands and took out her phone from her pocket.

He felt an inexplicable sense of panic.

"Hey, Qi'er."

"Cat, Cat, that Boss Ye, he …"

Fang Qi'er had not finished speaking when she suddenly became a deep male voice, carrying orders.

"Return to the Lin City immediately!"

Qi Miao pursed her lips without saying a word, why would Qi'er call her in front of Ye Dongmo?

Did he threaten her? Or …

"Did you hear me? This is not the time for you to be willful. Your father is in a very bad condition. If you still want to see him one last time, then quickly come back! "

Qi Miao's hand trembled, the phone fell off, onto the table, and the voice that came in was still as anxious as before.

"Qi Miao, did you hear that? Answer me!"

Tears flowed down Qi Miao's face as she picked up the phone, "I'll go back immediately!"

"Alright, come back and tell me, I'll send someone to pick you up at the train station!"

Without bothering to say anything, Qi Miao quickly ran into her small hut and put on her jacket. She told Xu You and Ah Feng that she was about to leave, and came back at the door, "Xiao Si, you didn't throw away the medicinal herb list I wrote for you that day, right?"

"No!"

"You can purchase according to that. As for the specific amount, I'll send you a message later!"

"Qiqi, have the Xiao Si ride your bike to the train station!" Ah Feng, who rarely spoke, spoke out. His father was in critical condition, this was not a small matter!

When they arrived at the train station, there was a large bus that was about to start, its speed was smooth and there was no traffic jam even when entering Lin City.

However, even though Qi Miao was anxious to return to the topic, he still felt that the speed of the car was too slow.

Tears kept rolling down his cheeks. When he got out of the car, his eyes were red and swollen.

The moment they stepped out of the station, they heard someone calling out to them, "Miss Qi, please follow me!"

She turned her head, she did not know who this person was, but it did not matter, Ye Dongmo had said that he would send someone to fetch her.

The bus couldn't be rushed. Even if it was, the driver wouldn't listen to her. But the person who picked her up could do as he pleased.

The speed of the car was already very fast, but under Qi Miao's urging, it was even faster!

When the car stopped, even Qi Miao's heart was about to stop!

Why is it a funeral home?

Ye Zichen looked at the driver in confusion.

"Miss Qi, Boss Ye is waiting for you inside!"

"My dad?"

"When Boss Ye called you, there were no longer any signs of life. He was afraid that you would be anxious, so he did not dare to speak the truth!"

Qi Miao was stunned for a long time before being able to react. Although she had been mentally prepared for a month ago, when she asked the doctor in the sanatorium on the phone, he told her that her father's body was showing signs of collapse. But she was still hoping for a miracle to happen.

The tears that had been flowing down his face had suddenly disappeared. His eyes were sore, and his heart felt as if it was being held by someone.

She shouldn't have run away so willfully. She didn't even accompany her father on his final journey.

Sitting stiffly in the car, he forgot to get in.

Ye Dongmo opened the car door from outside and handed his hand over to her, "Get down!"

Qi Miao moved her legs mechanically like a marionette, allowing him to hold onto her as she walked towards the funeral parlor.

Hanging on the wall in the middle of the auditorium were photographs of her father as a young man, her father from childhood.

His smile was like the warm winter sun.

A crystal coffin was placed under the photo. The person lying inside was no different from the person in the sanatorium, except that they no longer had the tubes and glue that served as medical equipment.

first uncle and first aunt were also there. They looked at Qi Miao and sighed, but did not speak.

But from that glance, Qi Miao could feel their discontent. She pursed her lips and called out without any confidence, "Uncle, Aunt!"

Qi Zhiyuan and his wife also nodded, but their gazes landed on the hand Ye Dongmo was holding onto.

Qi Miao suddenly realized something and quickly withdrew.

Ye Dongmo lowered his head slightly, and whispered into her ear.

"The aftermath will be arranged according to the customs of the Lin City. If you have any other ideas, you can tell me. I will arrange it!"

Qi Miao shook her head, she had already left, so she still believed that it was for others to see.

Besides, she still hadn't completely accepted the fact that her father had already left her. She had a feeling that the person in the crystal coffin was just like the past ten years, only sleeping, but still breathing.

Just then, Qi Zhiyuan spoke out, "Miaomiao, your father is my own little brother, he is part of the future, I think it is better to do something big and ask some professionals to do it."

Qi Miao pursed her lips without saying a word, walked a few steps, and arrived in front of the crystal coffin. Separated by the cold glass cover, she placed her hand on her father's face, "Daddy, Miaomiao is late!"

Previously, when he was lying on the sickbed, although she couldn't speak or open her eyes to look at him, as long as she could breathe, she felt that her life was still dependent on him. But now?

What's the use of excess? Can you give Dad back to her?

"Do as I say!"

After saying these four words, Qi Miao no longer spoke, and only knelt in front of her father's coffin silently, doing what a filial daughter should do.

Qi Miao had never paid attention to her thoughts, but this time, she did not say the word "follow the instructions" in any way, which made it clear to him that he could not ignore her opinion.

As such, everything else had been handled simply.

After two days and two nights, Qi Miao had not eaten a single grain of rice, but she would occasionally drink some water. She didn't close her eyes for even a moment. She was afraid that she would never have the chance to see her father's true appearance again. When she missed him, she could only look at the pictures.

In the past two days, Ye Dongmo had always been there, but had never communicated with him at all.

Many people came to offer their condolences. Most of them were old friends of Papa Qi, as well as students. There were also some medical celebrities.

Qi Miao was muddle-headed, and her actions were all mechanical.

No tears, no words, kneeling in front of the coffin. When someone came to offer her condolences and bow and say goodbye, she kowtowed in return.