chapter 776

ite alone with Fu Shiting, and it is really safe only if two bodyguards are added.but Fu Shiting didn't even think about it and directly vetoed her proposal."I don't like so many people living togethe...Chapter 776

"I didn't hear about the body. What happened You don't want to cure Yin Yin and bring her back to life, do you " Mike has an open mind.

Qin Anan has a pain in his temple: "Mike, I'm just asking casually." If I had the ability to bring the dead back to life, no one in the world would really die. Don't you think it's terrible "

Mike: "Oh, I didn't hear about Wei Zhen coming back." There's no body, is there But Fu Shiting must have received the news that Yin Yin is dead. If he hadn't received the news, he would never have given Yin a funeral. "

"mm-hmm."

are you sure you won't come back As a matter of fact, Ziqiu is so young now that it is not impossible for you to leave the child to the babysitter and come back. " Mike wants her to come back to the funeral.

regardless of his relationship with Fu Shiting, Yin has always had a good relationship with them.

"I am ashamed to chant." Qin Anan said in a hoarse voice, "if I had known what she thought in advance, I wouldn't have let her do it." I felt like I was a little stunned. I met a patient in the country who was the same as Yin Yin. Not only did I think he looked like Yin Yin, but I had a fantasy that they might be connected because he was like Yin Yin blood type.

Mike listened to her and fell silent.

he did not know that she had received another patient in the country.

"it suddenly dawned on me that it may be because of their special blood type that they are more likely to suffer from this disease!" When Qin Anan said this, he felt a pain in his heart.

there are a lot of coincidences in this world.

but the probability that ordinary people encounter is extremely low.

so cloud and ink may not have anything to do with chanting.

they happen to have the same special blood type, and they all happen to have this disease.

as for the resemblance, it may be because she wants to chant too much.

"Ann, you'd better not come back for the funeral. I don't think you're in good shape. " After a few seconds of silence, Mike said, "do you think that life is a small matter except life and death"

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Qin Anan responded.

"since we are still alive, let's live happily!" Mike comforted, "I'll take my two children to the funeral." After the funeral, I will finish my work here as soon as possible and take my two children to reunite with you. "

"good."

Fu Jia.

the things in the chanting room are sorted out, boxes are moved to the warehouse and locked.

Fu Shiting thought about not moving her things, but he couldn't help entering her room.

whenever he sees her things, he thinks of her. As long as he thinks of her, he will remember why she died.

the psychiatrist told him that if Yin was not forced to donate blood, he should not think that Yin was killed.

there is one thing in this world that is more powerful than hate. It is called love.

because Yin is full of love for Ziqiu, she risked her life to save Ziqiu.

he should not turn chanting love into endless hatred.

he listened to the psychiatrist and tried to get out.

he didn't do it for himself, but he didn't want to torture Qin Anan and his children for it.

the day before the funeral, Fu Shiting received a phone call from Wang Wanzhi.

this is the first time Wang Wanzhi has called him since they met two months ago.

when Wang Wanzhi saw Fu Yechen's company go bankrupt, she was afraid that Fu Shiting had freed up his energy now, and that he was the next one to deal with, so she called.

"Fu Shiting, I know some news." Wang Wanzhi said, "I had a dinner appointment with Tang Qiaosen yesterday. I asked him about the dark red box while he was drunk."

Fu Shiting's breath sank a little.an when Fu Shiting was around. "the assistant turned pale and said, "Boss Jiang, is Fu Shiting dead""Yes! Do you think it's incredible " Jiang Ning took the contract and went to the desk to sit down....