Grocery Store No.514

In Yanyu's ward, Jiang Chengyan read the information captured by his mobile phone to Ling Huaan, and said, "According to the records above, he should have died of congenital heart disease."

Ling Huaan looked at Ma Xiaohan who was depressed, and asked, "Xiaohan, did you remember something?"

Ma Xiaohan nodded and said, "Well, I should have taken medicine often, but there was always a voice shouting 'Take medicine, take medicine' in my ear."

"With congenital heart disease, unless you find a suitable heart transplant, you generally don't live long, and many people die before reaching adulthood." Ling Hua settled down and said, "Xiaohan, don't be sad, death is not the end, but It is the beginning of another reincarnation, and when you are reincarnated, you will have a different life. In that life, you may have a healthy body, a happy family, and everything possible.”

Ma Xiaohan's eyes lit up instantly, and he said, "Is everything you said true?"

Ling Huaan said frankly: "It is true that you will have a new life, but as for what it will be like, I am not sure."

"That's it." Although Ma Xiaohan was a little disappointed, his eyes were still shining with excitement.

Ling Huaan looked at Jiang Chengyan, and said bluntly: "Jiang team, you still need to check Ma Xiaohan's information, I want to contact his parents."

"Okay, I'll call Li Tong right now."

Jiang Chengyan took out his mobile phone and called Li Tong, asking him to investigate Ma Xiaohan's identity information. After a short while, he received a document in his mailbox.

"Ma Xiaohan's father's name is Ma Donghai, and his mother's name is Qiao Hui. Ma Donghai's phone number is 131****0938."

"Ma Donghai?" Yan Yu frowned and said, "Is he from the Yan family?"

Jiang Chengyan was taken aback, looked at the information on the information, and said, "That's right, he does work for Yan's Group, and is the general manager of a hotel under Yan's."

"It's really him." Yan Yu frowned more and more tightly.

Ling Hua'an looked at Yan Yu and asked, "What's the matter, what happened to Ma Donghai?"

"I found that there was a problem with the hotel's accounts. I had been checking the accounts before, but just as I had some clues, there was a car accident."

"The target of your suspicion is Ma Donghai?"

Yan Yu nodded and said, "Well, I suspect that Ma Donghai and the accountant made false accounts together, but there is no evidence yet."

Ling Huaan looked at Ma Xiaohan, seeing that he didn't respond, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and then he thought that he had no memory of his life, so he was relieved, handed the phone to Jiang Chengyan, and said: "Jiang team, you call Ma Donghai, I'll tell you when I get through."

"Okay." Jiang Chengyan dialed Ma Donghai's number, and then handed the phone back to Ling Huaan.

"Hello, who is it?" Ma Donghai's voice was hoarse.

"It's Mr. Ma. My surname is Ling. I'm Xiaohan's patient. I want to transfer some of his things to you. Do you have time?"

"If it's not something that must be handed over, you can keep it and think about it."

"Xiaohan told me before he died that if he couldn't hold on this time, let me pass this on to his family. Mr. Ma's cell phone number was given to me by Xiaohan."

"Okay, where are you now, I'll go find you."

"I'm in the hospital. If Mr. Ma has time, let's meet at Guangde Tea House opposite the hospital in half an hour."

"Okay, I'll pack up and go."

Ling Huaan hung up the phone, looked in Yan Yu's direction, and said, "Yan Yu, you hurt your leg, and I can't help you much. It's too tiring for Sister Zhang to take care of you alone, so please hire another nurse."

"Okay, when Sister Zhang comes over later, I'll let her look for it."

"Then let's meet Ma Donghai first, and ask Zhang Mian to pick me up tomorrow morning, and I'll go to the haunted hotel to see."

"I already have the money, so there is no need to worry about the hotel. You can take care of it for a few more days before going."

"Listen to me." Ling Huaan made a quick decision, stood up and said, "Take the pendant I gave you with you, recuperate well, and leave the hotel to me."

With the help of Jiang Chengyan, Ling Huaan left the hospital, went straight to the opposite Guangde Tea House, and asked for a private room according to Ling Huaan's instructions.The two went upstairs together, Jiang Chengyan supported Ling Huaan to sit down, looked at his pale face, and said worriedly: "Hua An, your complexion is not good, does the wound hurt again?"

"I'm fine. After all, I've lost so much blood, it's normal for my face to turn pale. Captain Jiang, you should go back to the police force. Before he chooses to call the police, don't get involved in this matter."

Jiang Chengyan understood that Ling Huaan was doing him good. After all, he was a policeman of the criminal investigation team. If people found out that he was following the feudal superstition, there would definitely be trouble.

"But you alone, I don't worry."

Ling Huaan squeezed Jiang Chengyan's palm, and said soothingly: "I'm not alone, isn't there Ma Xiaohan? Don't worry, Captain Jiang, I won't let anything happen to me again." "Give me your phone."

Ling Huaan didn't ask any further questions, and handed the phone to Jiang Chengyan.

"Hua An, unlock the lock screen."

"Your birthday."

Jiang Chengyan was startled, but then he realized that he entered his birthday and unlocked the lock screen.He couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, opened the address book, found his name and dialed it.The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated, he took it out, pressed the answer button, and said, "The phone remains connected. I will find an empty room next door to hide, so that if something happens, I can come over as soon as possible."

Ling Huaan was heartwarming and helpless, and said, "Captain Jiang, you only took a whole morning off."

"There is nothing in the team now, I can ask for it again."

"Okay, listen to Captain Jiang, then go out, it won't be good if he bumps into you in a while."

Jiang Chengyan walked out the door step by step, and Ma Xiaohan asked curiously: "Uncle, are you good friends with that police uncle?"

Ling Hua'an nodded and said, "Yes, very good friend."

"I really envy you..." After Ma Xiaohan finished speaking, he was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses and said sadly, "I probably didn't have any friends before."

"When you die, this life will be over. What you need to look at is the future. There is no need to dwell on the past."

"Uncle, although I don't quite understand what you said, thank you anyway."

Before Ling Huaan could reply, there was a knock on the door of the private room, and he responded, "Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and a man in his 30s walked in. Ling Hua'an had been observing Ma Xiaohan's reaction, and found that Ma Xiaohan had a dazed look on his face, staring blankly in the direction of the door.

"Is it Mr. Ling?" It was Ma Donghai's voice from the phone.

"Yes, Mr. Ma, please sit down." Ling Huaan stood up and looked towards the door.

The door was closed, followed by the sound of footsteps, Ling Hua'an judged Ma Donghai's position based on Ma Xiaohan's line of sight, until the other party stood opposite him, and said, "Mr. Ling, sit down."

"Mr. Ma, I'm sorry, I'm blind, so please forgive me if I'm not thoughtful."

Ma Donghai subconsciously waved his hand in front of Ling Huaan, and then reacted, and said, "Mr. Ling, what Xiaohan gave you, you can take it out now."

Ling Hua'an said bluntly: "Xiaohan and I met in the hospital. Although we didn't know each other for a long time, we are considered good friends. When I heard that he left, I was very sad, and at the same time I was not sure about the cause of his death. Ma, did Xiaohan really die of illness?"

Ma Donghai was taken aback for a moment, then he came to his senses and said, "Mr. Ling, what do you mean by that? Do you know something? Could it be that something went wrong during the doctor's rescue?"

Ling Huaan asked without answering: "Mr. Ma, do you still want to see Xiaohan?"

Ma Donghai was taken aback again, and asked blankly: "Mr. Ling, what exactly do you want to say?"

Ling Huaan put Niu Tear on the table, and said: "Mr. Ma, you only need to put a drop of this on your eyelids, and you can see Xiaohan again. Of course, the premise is that you are willing to see him."

Ma Donghai looked at Ling Huaan, and then at the small bottle on the table. If it was normal, he would have picked up the tea on the table and poured it on the other party, and then yelled 'liar', but today he hesitated .Ma Xiaohan was diagnosed with congenital heart disease when he was very young. Ma Donghai always took good care of him and pampered him like a baby, but he tried his best, but still failed to keep his son.The reason why Ma Xiaohan's body is still in the morgue of the hospital is because there are still procedures to go through, and the second is because he dare not face the fact that he lost his son.

Ling Huaan couldn't see Ma Donghai's expression, but he could imagine his struggle at the moment, and combined with the emotional changes on Ma Xiaohan's face, he could judge Ma Donghai's final decision.

Under Ma Xiaohan's expectant gaze, Ma Donghai picked up the vial, put a drop on his eyelids, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ma Xiaohan standing beside him.He wanted to rub his eyes in disbelief, but stopped in fear, looked at his son in front of him with wet eyes, and said with a sob: "Hanhan, is it really you?"

Father and son are connected, although Ma Xiaohan's impression of Ma Donghai is still very vague, but he still can't help calling "Dad".

The cry of "Dad" made Ma Donghai's tears flow down instantly. He stretched out his hand to hug Ma Xiaohan, but his arm passed straight through his body, and he was stunned for a while.

The room suddenly became quiet, Ling Huaan seemed to have seen everything that happened just now, and explained: "Mr. Ma, Xiaohan is dead, what you see is his soul, ghosts and mortals cannot touch it."

"Father." Ma Xiaohan shouted again.

Ma Donghai's emotions completely collapsed. Looking at Ma Xiaohan, he cried bitterly and said: "Hanhan, I'm sorry, it's dad who is useless. Dad couldn't save you. Hanhan, I'm sorry..." "Dad, don't cry, Hanhan is not It hurts, Hanhan is fine now, I don't need to take medicine anymore, don't cry..." Ma Xiaohan also sobbed, but he was a ghost and couldn't shed tears.

"Okay, Dad doesn't cry, and Hanhan doesn't cry either." Even though he said this, Ma Donghai felt even more sad when he heard what Ma Xiaohan said, and his tears couldn't stop flowing out.

Ling Hua'an sighed, and said, "Mr. Ma, although the father-son relationship between the two of you is over, Xiaohan can still be reincarnated and start over. He has gone through hardships in this life, and the next life may be full of hardships, so Mr. Ma doesn't have to do this." sad."

"Reincarnation? Mr. Ling, is there really such a thing as reincarnation?" Ma Donghai looked at Ling Hua'an expectantly.

"Yes. But because Xiaohan died in vain, he has grievances in his body, so he can't be reincarnated for the time being. We must find out the truth and resolve his grievances before he can return to Hades and start a new life."

"Die in vain?" Ma Donghai looked at Ling Hua'an in shock, and said, "Mr. Ling, didn't Han Han die of illness? Was it a medical accident?"

The author has something to say:

There are many kinds of heart disease, Ma Xiaohan suffers from the most incurable kind.

I have been sick for the past two days, and I feel very uncomfortable every day. Fortunately, I still have some manuscripts to save. I hope I can get better soon.