Han Anran's portrait was placed in the most conspicuous place at the funeral site,

Surrounded by white wreaths and a drizzle outside, the scene looks very bleak.

Zhang Keer knelt in front of the statue and cried, and Brother Yong Xia and I sat in the corridor and looked lost.

"It was said that it was sepsis, it was already bleeding severely, and it was buried in the ground, it seemed to be because of the infection, and this morning it suddenly became a systemic infection again, and the doctor said that there was no way, Xiaochen, you have done your best, so don't blame yourself too much, alas,"

Speaking of this, Quan Yongxia lowered his head and sighed:

"This, it's just an unfortunate accident, you're back, I'm done with you, then I'll go to the mourning hall, yes

Chapter 133 of "The Weakest Life Continuation System in History" Han Anran's funeral is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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