And Jingtian had been standing at the door of the ward anxiously waiting for Moran Ash, but he didn't expect that he would see this scene.

Seeing that Jing Tian seemed to have something to say, General Chu shook his head at Jing Tian, raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes, and shook his head. Motioned to Jingtian not to speak yet.

Jing Tian quickly understood, helped open the ward, and uncovered the quilt so that Chu Jiangmo could put down Mo Lan's ash.

After Chu Jiangmo pressed the quilt on both sides of Mo Lanyan's side, he got up and nodded to Jingtian, and walked out of the ward softly one after the other.

Before Chu Jiangmo walked out of the ward, he didn't forget to look back and make sure that Mo Lanyan didn't show any signs of waking up, so he quietly breathed a sigh of relief and softly closed the door of the ward.

"What? How could Miss Mo faint? Jingtian was a little worried about Moran's situation.

"You Ziyu passed away." Every time he mentioned this matter, Chu Jiangmo's heart would tremble.

Jingtian was stunned, and her expression was also a little dazed.

"You also know You Ziyu?" Seeing Jing Tian's reaction, Chu Jiangmo felt a little pale after asking this.

"Xiaoyu is the child of our hospital director, and God is unfair and makes Xiaoyu suffer from porphyria. Although 404 is a ward, it is actually Xiaoyu's home. ”

"Because of this disease, Xiaoyu couldn't go home, so he took the ward as his home, and the dean has been studying this disease for many years, hoping to find a way to treat it."

"It's just that now it seems that Xiaoyu still hasn't been able to be rescued."

"What a sensible and obedient child, if you say no, it's gone."

Chu Jiangmo didn't listen to Jingtian's words, and Chu Jiangmo's focus was always on the sentence 'Although 404 is a ward, it is actually Xiaoyu's home'.

He suddenly remembered what You Ziyu said to him last time-

"You think I'm the kind of person who casually exposes my place to life, crazy."

Chu Jiangmo fell silent again, he was indeed a very sensible child.

"By the way, do you have anything to do with Lan Ash?" Chu Jiangmo didn't want to be entangled in this topic all the time, and he didn't want to mention everything about You Ziyu.

Some people, although they are only short-lived in their own world, have left an incomparably brilliant stroke, which makes people linger.

And these people have become existences that can never be mentioned. But no matter how much time passes, it will still be remembered.

"I'm here to give Miss Mo information, she said it, and Fang Luochen told her as soon as the corpse identification form came out." Jing Tian retracted her frustration and handed the information in her hand to Chu Jiangmo, "Since she is asleep now, please transfer it to her." ”

"Okay, thank you." Chu Jiangmo took the information handed over by Jingtian, didn't look at it, and held it directly in his hand, close to his thigh.

"By the way, this is the letter that Xiaoyu left for you. He wanted to look for you last night, but couldn't find it. So please ask me to pass on this letter to you. Jing Tian suddenly remembered something, took out a letter from the pocket of his white coat, and handed it to Chu Jiangmo with both hands.

"I see, thanks." Chu Jiangmo took the letter with a calm face, but the fingers holding the envelope turned a little white from the force.

"By the way, Doctor Jing, if it's not a big deal, please mention You Ziyu as little as possible in front of Lan Ember in the future." Chu Jiangmo hesitated for a moment, but still said this.

No matter how sad you are, you have to live.

No matter how painful Lan Ember is, she must live well, and she can't always be immersed in grief.