"Brother Nan, is he okay lately?"

Qiao Zhinan smiled: "Don't worry, I'm really obedient and not very naughty. At most, I can play with the computer if I have nothing to do. []"

"That's good," Lu Man rested, "Remember to keep in mind. If a child plays too much computer, he will not be able to see."

"Well, according to your previous rules, please don't worry about the time every week."

Lu Manxin relaxed and smiled: "Okay, let's take a break earlier. See you tomorrow, good night."

"Good night."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Man's mood was a little better than before.

She didn't understand the reason either.

Maybe it’s because the child is her full motivation now. Over time, they need to ‘recharge’ her.

A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she stood for a few more minutes before she turned around and returned to the ward.

A few minutes later, a man flashed out of the stairwell, a little distance from the corridor.

Looking in the direction where Lu Man left, his eyes were a little complicated.

Next to his feet, a few cigarette butts were emitting red light, and it was obvious that they were addicted to smoking a few.

But I accidentally heard Lu Man's phone call.

The distance was a bit far, but he probably heard some of it.

Thinking of what she said, his eyes became more emotional.

When Lu Man returned to the ward, Tao Ying was still sleeping soundly.

Lying back to bed, she did not suffer from insomnia this time and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, she woke up at the same time as usual because of the biological clock.

The old man felt that it would be less, and Tao Ying had woken up long ago.

After having breakfast together, Lu Man was relieved to see that her face was indeed as usual.

"Go to work quickly. I won't have to come here tonight. I may be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon."

Lu Man pulled his lips: "Then I'll wait until I'll be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon. If I'm still here, I'll come over after get off work."

Unable to resist her, Tao Ying nodded: "Yes, I must tell you, go quickly and be careful on the road."

Lu Man's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he was in a relaxed mood until he arrived at the funeral home.

Until, in the work room, she saw a familiar person.

To be precise, it is a corpse.

Han Binghui.

Lu Man's usual preparations stopped immediately, and he looked at the corpse for a long time without moving.

The person who was still full of energy in front of her two days ago became a cold corpse in a blink of an eye.

Even though she had no favoritism for him and even hated him, she was also hit.

He took the information table of the corpse next to him and said that he died in an accidental car accident.

Didn’t she ask Xu Feng to hand him over to the police?

Why did there be a car accident?

Lu Man dared not think about it, but she had to think about it, could it be done by Xu Feng?

No, it should be said that it was done by Bo Yehan, who ordered Xu Feng.

The Bo family has such a great power, it is entirely possible to kill a person without knowing it.

There is no evidence, she doesn't want to suspect someone like this, but she really has no way not to guess.

My mood, which had just relaxed for a while, tightened a little bit again.

Imagine Bo Yehan's cold eyebrows and eyebrows ordered Han Binghui to kill him, as calm as if he wanted to kill an ant.

The picture was lingering in her eyes and circled for a long time.

Han Binghui is a disgusting sinner, but he will not die.

Why do you need such a method?

But she thought about it carefully. No matter how much evil Han Binghui did, it had nothing to do with Bo Yehan. He had no reason to take such a heavy move.

Maybe there is something else.

However, Lu Man's mood completely fell to the end.

Frowning, trying to slow down.

Show off his professional attitude and deal with Han Binghui's body.

Lu Man packed up, walked out of the workshop, and took out his cell phone.

The call history of contacting Han Yixuan’s mother before is still there.

Lu Man found the number and dialed it.

"Hey?" Han Yixuan's mother's voice was very calm on the phone.

Lu Man had an intuition that she might not know about this.

Pussed his lips, Lu Man asked slowly, "Hello, I am Liuliu's mother."

"Miss Lu, I know, I have saved your phone number." Mother Han asked again with a smile: "Is there anything you have?"

Lu Man frowned and asked in a low voice: "Have you contacted Han Binghui recently?"

When he mentioned him, Han's mother's voice became a little cold.

However, he answered quickly: "No, I have completely separated my relationship with him with Yixuan."

She really doesn't know...

Lu Man hesitated and finally said, "He is dead."

"What?" Han's mother seemed to be unresponsive.

Lu Man replied slowly and clearly: "He is dead, and now he is in the Liangcheng Funeral Home."

The other side of the phone was completely quiet for a few seconds.

Then there was a noise. After more than ten seconds, a choked and panicked voice said: "I, Miss Lu, are you in the funeral home now? Can you please wait for me, I'll go now."

Lu Man sighed: "I'm working in the funeral home. Come on, be careful on the road."

"Okay, okay, thank you." As if he wiped his tears, Han's mother quickly hung up the phone.

With a special mood, Lu Man quietly waited for Han Yixuan's mother.

If, if Han Binghui's death is really related to Bo Yehan.

So, is it her responsibility?

If she had not asked to meet Han Binghui for a detailed discussion, there would be no conflicts that followed.

Bo Yehan wouldn't have run into him.

Bo Ye was cold and ruthless. Maybe he was not prepared to take Han Binghui's life at the beginning.

But if Han Binghui offended him with rude words, perhaps as soon as he got angry, he would wave his hand and let someone solve Han Binghui.

Lu Man is not the Virgin.

But her life was gone like this, and she was really unacceptable for a moment.

I also feel that I can't escape the blame.

The mood was indescribable. Lu Man walked at the entrance of the funeral home and thought a lot while waiting for Mother Han.

About twenty minutes later, Han Yihui's mother arrived at the funeral home.

Her eyes were slightly red, probably crying.

When she saw Lu Man, she smiled, but it was visible to the naked eye.

"Do you want to see him?" Lu Man's voice was very soft.

Mother Han slowed down and then nodded.

When we arrived at the work room, the atmosphere was very heavy.

Han Binghui's body had been dealt with by her, similar to her death, except for the unconcealed gray and pale.

Mother Han couldn't help but shed tears.

She covered her lips and apologized to Lu Man, but she burst into tears: "I'm sorry Miss Lu, he's a slut. I have nothing to be sad about, but... maybe..."

But he was the father of her child after all, but he fell in love with her after all.

She didn't say the following words, and they all melted into tears.

"I understand." Lu Man nodded and brought her a stool.

Then she left the workshop and left the space to Han's mother.

Standing outside the door, Lu Man originally wanted to call Qiao Zhinan.

I drove it out, but she immediately hung up.

After a few seconds, she called out again.
Chapter completed!