"Don't worry, master, I dare to do it, and I won't take risks casually, after all, how good my life is now, my fiancé is good to me, and my future mother-in-law is better, so I am reluctant to die..."

Chen Meng happily drank this bowl of ecstasy soup, "Next time I do it again, I'm going to beat you, don't think that if you're a girl, you won't dare to beat you, I'll cut her if you make a mistake!" ”

Mmmm, believe you... It's weird.

Qian Mo thought that her master raised his hand that he was reluctant to fall for a long time, and kindly did not tear it down.

"By the way, master, what is going on with Hao Xuan, why does Xiao Dazhi have leg pain on a rainy day according to Hao Xuan's split personality? Also, why did Xiao Dazhi split a personality like Hao Xuan? ”

Chen Meng told her.

Xiao Dazhi had a relationship with the real Hao Xuan, to be precise, when Xiao Dazhi was bullied, it was Hao Xuan who passed by and saved him.

The real Hao Xuan is a very good warrior, full of a sense of justice, Xiao Dazhi was deeply impressed by this image after being rescued, and he admired it too much, and later Hao Xuan died in the line of duty, Xiao Dazhi just saw it, and it triggered him to split out the personality of Hao Xuan.

And Bai Shi's personality was split by him a long time ago, and Bai Shi helped Hao Xuan get a fake ID card, so that Hao Xuan's personality could live as Xiao Dazhi expected in his heart.

The split Hao Xuan is highly similar to the genuine version, and the reason why his legs hurt on a rainy day is also because Hao Xuan's wife passed away on a rainy day.

Qian Mo was puzzled after listening to it.

"His two personalities, one is super righteous and the other is extremely evil, why would the evil one help the righteous fake identity?"

Chen Meng looked at the sky, the sky was clear after the rain, and the sky was exceptionally blue.

"Everyone has good and evil sides in their hearts, but mental patients are more extreme, maybe Xiao Dazhi himself is also confused, whether to be a good person or a bad person."

On the weekend, Qian Mo and Xiao Hei made the east, and invited everyone to go to the shooting hall collectively to shoot live ammunition, and she paid for it.

In addition to Duoduo sesame oil, there are also the two presidents of the student union, all of whom helped Qianmo in this incident.

After coming out, I invited a big meal, and looked at the pleasant little black during the banquet, and the sesame oil secretly said to Duoduo.

"I can see that our future second brother-in-law is a very simple person, whether you have money or not... As long as you don't treat the dick badly, he will look down on you. ”

And vice versa.

It's so direct, whoever is good to the second child, he is good to whom.

Duoduo's face was full of pampering, "You just saw it?" ”

Everyone on earth knows about it, okay?

"Come on, come on, give my brother a shrimp, and then give my brother a crab, brother, do you eat fish? Shall I pick the bones for you? Sha Muyu was attentive and attentive to the little king next door next to him.

Qian Mo raised her eyebrows, when she was busy working, what did this pair of enemies do?

Look at the president, the tsundere beast of the past, licking the dog today.

Looking at Xiao Wang next door, he swept away the grievances of hating iron but not steel, and calmly enjoyed Sha Muyu's courtesy? "Your brother has changed his surname to Wang? Hey, President, are you the child of the legendary old king next door? Duoduo bit his chopsticks, his eyes wandering back and forth on the two weird presidents.

"Go, go, what do you little broken children know? In the future, I will tell you, he, Wang Xiaoyao, is my own brother, my best brother, and the person I cover, if any of you dare to touch him, I will fight with you! "Sha Muyu didn't want to exercise in order to hold himself with thick legs.

The future is an information-based society, how can we be separated from the program ape? Wang Xiaoyao's body is capable, not showing the mountain and not leaking, with him, will he still worry about having no backer in the future?

Qian Mo subconsciously touched her pocket when Sha Muyu stood up, Xiao Hei had already handed over the mobile phone she wanted one step ahead of her, Qian Mo looked at it affectionately, she was still sensible.

The bird quietly recorded the audio of Xiao Sha's shameless licking of the dog, and then packed and sent it to Wang Xiaoyao for the first ten seconds.

Wang Xiaoyao looked down at his phone and looked at Qian Mo.

Qianmo compared it to two, which means that the entire copyright costs twenty yuan!

The mobile phone prompt sounded, and Xiao Wang next door sent her 200 red envelopes.

Qian Mo smiled happily and immediately transmitted the finished audio.

Sha Muyu, who was traded cheaply, didn't know everything, so the second brother looked at him with a look of embarrassment... Sympathize?

"Second brother, why do you look at me like this?" Sha Muyu asked.

Xiao Hei was profound, "Who are you like?" ”

He remembered that Aunt Er Nuan was a rather calm woman, and although Uncle Sha was a little off the line, he was not as good as Sha Muyu... Indescribable.

"Me? Hehe, I'm like everyone, most like my own brother, right, brother? "Sha Muyu is completely shameless.

Zhenzhen was sold and helped count the money.

"President Wang, you gave a little too much." Qian Mo quickly received the red envelope, in fact, she felt that Xiaosha was worth 20 yuan.

"I also have some regrets." Wang Xiaoyao was annoyed.

Sha Muyu was confused, what kind of dumb riddle did these two people say?

Well, it should be a genetic mutation. Xiao Hei came to a conclusion and completely ignored one thing - the audio that his future daughter-in-law was selling there was the mobile phone he handed over.

...

Qingming, Qian Mo bought a bouquet of chrysanthemums and came to the cemetery alone, but saw Xiao Hei at the door.

Encounter.

He was with the people of the old unit.

To commemorate the martyrs, there is a tradition of sacrificing and sweeping in the team.

The two looked at each other from a distance, Qian Mo didn't expect to meet him here, and waited for him not to bother.

Everyone took off their hats and mourned in silence, Qian Mo was away from him for a while, watching over him who was different.

Qian Mo was dressed in formal clothes today, put the chrysanthemum in his hand in front of Hao Xuan's tomb, looked at the little black belt, and then looked at the photo of Hao Xuan sleeping silently on the tombstone.

This is the hero, a group falls, and there will be a successor who will stand up.

People will eventually die, but there is always such a special group of people, even if the body disappears, the spirit will last forever, Hao Xuan is such a person, Xiao Hei is too, and Qian Mo is also constantly working hard to become such a person.

Qian Mo looked at Xiao Hei, while Nuo Nuo, who was standing at the entrance of the cemetery, looked at Qian Mo, and no one noticed that Nuo Nuo was coming.

"You can rest assured... My general teacher, you have a good group of heirs. Nono muttered to himself somewhere in the air.

On the Qingming Festival, the Forensic Medicine School, where Nuo Nuo is a part-time professor, also has a memorial event.

Every year, the medical school needs a large number of general teachers, but there are not many who are willing to donate, and the Chinese people attach too much importance to leaving the whole body after death, even if someone is willing to donate, the family does not agree, and does not want their relatives to be studied after death.

However, the contribution of the general teacher to the development of medicine is huge, and medical students can only understand more about this structure and help more people in need after seeing the structure of the human body with their own eyes.

In general, there is a big shortage of teachers, and there are too few martyrs like Hao Xuan who are willing to write a will and join the voluntary donation before his death.

Yes, after Hao Xuan's death, his body became a general teacher of medical school.

He was a hero in his life, and he is still a silent mentor to medical students after his death.