Being a scumbag is the pinnacle, she was pampered by Mr. Fu to the heavens

Fu Jingchuan's Adam's apple rolled a few times. He took a deep look at Fang Fei, then turned and left.

Chen Pingjin hugged Fang Fei, who was crying until she lost her voice, and patted her back: "Cry if you feel sad, but don't be afraid. No matter what happens, I will be by your side."

After crying for a while, Fang Fei gradually stabilized her mood and accepted the fact that her mother was dead.

Chen Pingjin changed shifts with other doctors and accompanied Fang Fei to send the body to the morgue.

Family members were not allowed to enter the morgue, so Fang Fei reluctantly watched her mother go in. Even though the door to the morgue had been closed for a long time, she still stared at it for a long time and was reluctant to look away.

Fang Fei's appearance aroused Chen Pingjin's desire for protection. He said: "Fang Fei, although it is cruel to say these words, you must complete the selection of the cemetery and the conduct of the memorial service as soon as possible. According to regulations, the remains He must be cremated and buried within three days.”

Chen Pingjin thought Fang Fei would have another big mood swing, but she just slowly retracted her gaze from the morgue and nodded quietly: "I understand, thank you."

Her sensible look made Chen Pingjin extremely distressed: "I know the people who run these, and I can introduce them to you. This will make it easier to negotiate on timeliness and price."

"Okay, thank you."

"I will take leave these days to accompany you to take care of your funeral."

"That's not necessary," Fang Fei answered more simply this time, "Doctors are already very busy at work. You don't have to ask for leave for me. I can do it myself."

"It's okay, I happened to be on my annual leave, and you're a girl doing this with no one to rely on, so you're too busy."

"It's really not necessary. You can use your annual leave to do it when you want to do it. Even if I am alone, I can still be busy with my mother's business. After all, the children of the poor have long been in charge, and I rarely can. I have to do a lot of things, and I will also live alone in the future, so don’t lend me a helping hand easily, I don’t want to become dependent on anyone.”

Chen Pingjin saw that Fang Fei had not let go, so he could only respect her opinion: "Okay, I believe you can handle it, but if you need help, don't worry, you can contact me at any time."

"Okay." Fang Fei was silent and then asked, "What was the cause of my mother's death?"

"The preliminary judgment is that cardiac arrest was caused by elevated blood pressure. The specific cause of death will not be known until an autopsy."

Fang Fei pursed her lips to show that she understood.

My mother had a very hard life. She was rejected by her patriarchal grandparents when she was young. When she became an adult, her husband and his mistress forced her to leave. It took her twenty years to survive, but she never got to enjoy the blessings of a daughter. He couldn't afford to fall ill, and in the end he teamed up with his boyfriend to force him to die suddenly from high blood pressure.

Fang Fei couldn't forgive herself, and she didn't dare to do an autopsy on her mother's body.

Just let her keep her body intact and hope that she will live a better life in another world.

Fang Fei choked up a little, but she didn't cry. As a perpetrator, how could she have the nerve to shed tears.

She asked Chen Pingjin to leave first. She wanted to be alone for a while. Chen Pingjin was not at ease: "This is the second floor below. It is relatively cold and there are few people. Are you afraid of being alone?"

"I'm not afraid," Fang Fei said with a trace of bitterness on her lips, "I used to be afraid of graves because I was afraid of the people inside. Now I'm not afraid of graves because the people I love most live in them. Replacing a grave with a morgue is also a good idea. mean."

Fu Jingchuan looked at Fang Fei's belly and wanted to remind her not to be too tired, but thinking that she had broken up with Fu Jingchuan, the child would probably not be kept, so he held back the words he said.

After Chen Pingjin left, Fang Fei sat alone on a stool outside the morgue for a long time. It was not until Chen Pingjin pushed her to the cemetery salesperson and the funeral home that she got up and walked out while making a phone call.

Chen Pingjin should have greeted them, and they took the initiative to give them a more ideal discount. Fang Fei didn't bargain, and directly asked for the most expensive cemetery and the most expensive funeral parlor package.

When my mother was born, she was not allowed to live in a big house and live a prosperous life.

After my mother dies, she should be allowed to live in dignity and live in dignity.

Even though this is ironic, it feels like Fang Fei is just being hypocritically formalistic.

But Fang Fei would rather believe that there is another world after death, and she will fulfill her filial piety well so that her mother can live smoothly in another new world.

After making the call, with the phone still pressed to her ear, her tears began to flow again.

In a daze, she saw an acquaintance, Zhou Weiwei.

A little further away, Dai Hongyi was smoking, and next to Dai Hongyi was Fu Jingchuan.