Luo Hong finally handed the notice to the personnel director, gritted her teeth and said, "What does Professor Xiao mean that she can't leave the hospital if she doesn't pay back the money?" ”

Xiao Zihua seemed to suddenly think of something, and patted the head of personnel on the shoulder, "Yes, what Nurse Luo said is right, she doesn't earn a million, she is not allowed to leave the hospital, you give me good supervision!" ”

Then, he looked at Luo Hong again, "Thank you for reminding me!" ”

Luo Hong was so angry that she almost turned her back on it, did she mean that?

Xiao Zihua turned around and left, it feels good to be a backer!

Fragrant Hills

An Xiyue felt that Ji Chen's body was not as weak as she imagined, he got up from the wheelchair, refused to be supported, walked to the incense burner step by step, and took a stick of incense.

His hands trembled slightly, his lips pursed slightly, and his eyes kept staring at Lin Yin's portrait.

His eyes seemed calm, but his pupils kept fluttering, like a child who had done something wrong, afraid to see his parents, afraid of being scolded.

He held the incense in both hands, closed his eyes and bowed three times, each of which was heavy.

Finally, he put the incense into the censer, and his lips trembled and whispered something.

No one who was far away noticed it, but An Xiyue heard it.

He said, "Yin'er, I'm coming!" ”

He finished putting on the first stick of incense, and Ji Molin followed up with a stick of incense.

Knowing him for so long, this is what An Xiyue has ever seen, his gentlest and saddest moment.

His whole body is full of sorrow, his mother has been gone for so many years, and he still hasn't let go?

After putting on the incense, he reached out and touched the violin, and looked at Lin Yin's photo with affectionate eyes.

Finally, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he whispered, "Mom, do you like it?" ”

The man's inky pupils were shining, misty, and affectionate.

His voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of hoarseness, and it sounded distressing.

An Xiyue thought, he should love his mother very much, right?

His mother must love him too!

She looked at Lin Yin's photo, she was really beautiful, although her smile was shallow, but it was very warm. At first glance, she is a gentle and kind person!

Especially those eyes, black and white, crystal clear, clean and pure, people will be involuntarily attracted at a glance.

Suddenly, someone next to him whispered, "Look, that girl is a bit like Lin Yin?" ”

"I found it too, especially the eyes!"

An Xiyue turned her head slowly, and also wanted to see who was the person they said looked like Lin Yin?

However, when she looked back, she realized that the person they were looking at was herself.

She realized that the person they were talking about was herself.

Does she look like Lin Yin?

At this time, Ah Xia took some paper money ingots and put them next to the offering table.

There is a copper basin below, which should be used to burn paper money and ingots, there are not many things, it should be just a custom, meaning.

However, she found that Ah Xia was crouching there and looking around, making sure that no one noticed her, and quietly moved the copper basin under the violin.

Almost instantly, An Xiyue remembered what she had said to Xu Yajing in the kitchen last night.

She looked back at the outside of the auditorium and saw Xu Yajing standing there, her eyes looking over without blinking for a moment.

Ji Molin had already knelt on the ground and began to burn paper money and ingots, and Ah Xia stood next to the violin.

She didn't know if Ah Xia was going to do it at this time, and she didn't know when she was going to do it.

Extremely nervous, she stared at Ah Xia tightly.

Seeing that the paper money and ingots were about to burn out, Ji Molin slowly got up and walked aside, and Ah Xia also turned around and left.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Ah Xia didn't make a move.

The fire in the brass plate was blazing, and suddenly the stand of the violin broke, and the violin fell into the brazier.