Duan Xin didn't want to see him, so he waited at the door. Only Duan Qianyang and Duan Qirui went in.

On an August day, the morgue was so cold that it gave people goosebumps. Duan Qirui and Duan Qianyang stood next to the freezer where Feng Niannian's body was placed.

Duan Qianyang did not reach out to lift the white cloth covering Feng Niannian's body, and neither did Duan Qirui. He just explained in a low voice: "The forensic doctor has examined it and confirmed his death."

Feng Niannian had a murder case and a criminal case with him, and his status was very special, so even if he died in childbirth, he had to be examined by the authorities.

"Is it confirmed that it's dystocia?" Duan Qianyang asked.

"Yes." Duan Qirui nodded.

Duan Qianyang stood in front of the body freezer. In the end, he did not lift the white cloth and turned around to come out. Duan Qirui followed him out.

When he returned to the ward, Feng Niannian's son was carried over.

Without breast milk, Jiang's family could only give him milk powder to drink.

Looking at the child nestled in Mrs. Jiang's arms, drinking milk vigorously from small sips, Duan Qianyang looked at it for a while and then turned his attention to Jiang Xiao.

With the memory of his previous life as a source of confidence, Jiang Xiao was no longer as embarrassed as when he saw Duan Qianyang several times before.

Just thinking that this man was Duan Xu's father, and even had a higher status than his own, made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The two of them talked for a while outside the hospital corridor, mostly talking about Feng Niannian's death.

According to Duan Qianyang, Duan Sishu's body had never been cremated because Feng Niannian was pregnant, but was stored in a freezer.

Now that Feng Niannian is dead, no matter how the case is settled, it has no meaning.

But he was afraid that the Jiang family would have objections to Feng Niannian. After all, she had attacked Jiang Xiao more than once, so he said that he could let him handle Feng Niannian's posthumous affairs. He cremated the mother and daughter together and chose a cemetery for burial. .

"No, no matter what she did during her lifetime, she is my wife after all. She has given birth to children for me. I will not ignore her, so I won't trouble Mr. Duan." Jiang Xiao refused coldly, with a stiff tone.

When Duan Qianyang heard this, he didn't say anything.

He could feel Jiang Xiao's attitude towards him from the few times they got along before, but he didn't expect that now that Feng Niannian was gone, he would be so straightforward.

His eyes fell lightly on Jiang Xiao, unable to tell what kind of emotion he was feeling.

After about a few seconds, he said that was fine, and then left with Duan Qirui and Duan Xin.

After Jiang Xiao watched them leave the hospital and made sure he would not come back again, the fists hidden under the long sleeves of his black shirt slowly loosened.

He turned his head and looked at the location of the morgue. He didn't know what he was thinking of. The madness hidden in his eyes was just like Feng Niannian's back then, growing crazily.

Feng Niannian died in childbirth. After the forensic examination, Jiang Xiao cremated her body as quickly as possible.

However, what no one knew was that the day after Jiang Xiao cremated Feng Niannian’s body, a hospital in a country famous for its plastic surgery welcomed a special patient...

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America.

The next day when Ruan Jiaojiao woke up, washed up and came out, Ruan Hao was on the phone in the living room outside. When he saw Ruan Jiaojiao coming out, he said a few words in fluent foreign languages ​​and hung up the phone.

Then he said to Ruan Jiaojiao: "Eat breakfast first, we will set off at half past eight."

Ruan Jiaojiao followed his gaze and her eyes widened in surprise.