Grocery Store No.514

In the Yanyu ward, Jiang Chengyan read the information captured by his mobile phone to Ling Huaan and said, "According to the above records, he should have died of congenital heart disease."

Ling Huaan looked at the depressed Ma Xiaohan and asked, "Xiaohan, did you remember something?"

Ma Xiaohan nodded and said, "Well, I used to take medicine often, but there was always a voice in my ear, 'Take medicine, take medicine'."

"Congenital heart disease, unless a suitable heart transplant is found, generally do not live long, many people die before adulthood." Ling Hua settled down and said: "Xiaohan, you don't need to Sadness, death is not the end, but the beginning of another reincarnation. When you are reincarnated, you will have a different life. In that life, you may have a healthy body, a happy family, what is possible All."

Ma Xiaohan's eyes lit up instantly and said, "Is everything you say true?"

Ling Huaan said frankly: "It's true that you will have a new life. As for what it will be like, I'm not sure."

"I see." Although Ma Xiaohan was a little disappointed, his eyes still flashed with excitement.

Ling Huaan looked at Jiang Chengyan and said bluntly, "Team Jiang, Ma Xiaohan's information needs to be checked by you. I want to contact his parents."

"Okay, I'll call Li Tong."

Jiang Chengyan took out his mobile phone and called Li Tong, asking him to investigate Ma Xiaohan's identity information. After a while, he received a piece of information in his mailbox.

"Ma Xiaohan's father is Ma Donghai and his mother is Qiao Hui. Ma Donghai's phone number is 131****0938."

"Ma Donghai?" Yan Yu frowned and said, "Is he from the Yan family?"

Jiang Chengyan was stunned, looked at the information on the document, and said, "Yes, he does work for the Yanshi Group and is the general manager of the Yanshi's hotel."

"It's really him." Yan Yu's brows became even tighter.

Ling Huaan looked at Yanyu and asked, "What's the matter, what happened to this Ma Donghai?"

"I found out that there is a problem with the hotel's accounts. I have been checking the accounts before, but just after I had a look, there was a car accident."

“Your suspect target is Ma Donghai?”

Yan Yu nodded and said, "Well, I suspect that Ma Donghai and the accountant made false accounts together, but there is no evidence yet."

Ling Huaan looked at Ma Xiaohan and saw that he did not respond, so he could not help frowning slightly, then he was relieved when he thought that he had no memory of his life now, handed the phone to Jiang Chengyan, and said, "Team Jiang, You give Ma Donghai a call, and I'll tell you after you get through."

"Okay." Jiang Chengyan called Ma Donghai, then handed the phone back to Ling Huaan.

"Hello, who is it?" Ma Donghai's voice was a little hoarse.

"If it's not something that must be handed over, you can leave it as a thought."

"Xiaohan told me before he died that if he couldn't survive this time, let me pass it on to his family. Mr. Ma's mobile phone number was told to me by Xiaohan."

"Okay, where are you now, I'll go look for you."

"I'm in the hospital. If Mr. Ma has time, let's meet at Guangde Tea House opposite the hospital in half an hour."

"Okay, I'll pack up and go."

Ling Huaan hung up the phone, looked in Yanyu's direction, and said, "Yanyu, you hurt your leg, I can't help you much, it's too tiring for Sister Zhang to take care of you alone. , please get another nurse."

"Okay, I'll ask her to find Ms. Zhang later."

"Then let's go see Ma Donghai first, ask Zhang Mian to pick me up tomorrow morning, and I'll go to the haunted hotel."

"The money is already there, so there is no rush for the hotel. You can take care of it for a few more days before going."

"Listen to me." Ling Hua made a neat decision, stood up and said, "I carry the pendant I gave you with me, take care of your illness, and leave the hotel to me."

With the help of Jiang Chengyan, Ling Huaan left the hospital, went straight to the Guangde Tea House opposite, and ordered a private room according to Ling Huaan's instructions. The two went upstairs together, Jiang Chengyan helped Ling Huaan to sit down, looked at his pale face, and said worriedly, "Huaan, your face is not good, does the wound hurt again?"

"I'm fine. After all, I've lost so much blood and it's normal to be pale. Team Jiang, go back to the police team. Before he chooses to call the police, don't get involved in this matter."

Jiang Chengyan understands that Ling Huaan is good to him. After all, he is a police officer of the criminal investigation team. If people know that he is also following feudal superstitions, there will definitely be trouble.

"But you're alone, I'm not worried."

Ling Huaan squeezed Jiang Chengyan's palm, and said comfortably, "I'm not alone, isn't there Ma Xiaohan? Don't worry, Team Jiang, I won't let myself have an accident again." "You Give me your phone."

Ling Huaan didn't ask any more questions and handed the phone to Jiang Chengyan.

"Huan, unlock the lock screen."

"Your birthday."

Jiang Chengyan was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, entered his birthday, and the lock screen was unlocked. He couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, opened the address book, found his name and dialed it out. The phone in his pocket vibrated, he took it out, clicked the answer button, and said, "Keep the call connected, I'll find an empty room next door to hide, so that if something happens, I can come over as soon as possible."

Ling Huaan was both heartbroken and helpless, and said, "Team Jiang, you only asked for one morning's leave."

"There is nothing in the team right now, I can ask again if I leave."

"Okay, listen to the Jiang team, then you go out, it will be bad if you bump into him later."

Jiang Chengyan went out the door three times, and Ma Xiaohan asked curiously, "Uncle, are you good friends with that police uncle?"

Ling Huaan nodded and said, "Well, good friend."

"I really envy you..." After Ma Xiaohan finished speaking, he was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses and said sadly, "I should have no friends before."

"When you die, this life is over. What you need to see is the future, there is no need to dwell on the past."

"Uncle, I don't understand what you said, but thank you."

Before Ling Huaan could answer, the door of the private room was knocked, and he replied, "Please come in."

direction.

"Is that Mr. Ling?" It was Ma Donghai's voice on the phone.

"Yes, Mr. Ma, please take a seat." Ling Huaan stood up and looked towards the door.

"Mr. Ma, I'm sorry, I'm blind, I'm not thoughtful, please forgive me."

Ma Donghai subconsciously waved his hand in front of Ling Huaan, then reacted and said, "Mr. Ling, Xiaohan gave you something, now you can take it out."

Ling Huaan said bluntly: "Xiaohan and I met in the hospital, although it was not long, we were good friends. I was very sad to hear that he passed away. I'm also a little unsure of the cause of his death. Mr. Ma, did Xiaohan really die of illness?"

Ma Donghai was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and said, "Mr. Ling, what do you mean by this? Do you know something? Could it be that something went wrong during the doctor's rescue?"

Ling Huaan asked, "Mr. Ma, do you still want to see Xiaohan?"

Ma Donghai was stunned again, and asked blankly, "Mr. Ling, what are you trying to say?"

Ling Huaan put the cow's tears on the table and said, "Mr. Ma, you only need to put a drop of this on your eyelids and you can see Xiaohan again, of course, if you are willing to see he."

Ma Donghai looked at Ling Huaan, and then at the small bottle on the table, if it were changed to normal, he would definitely take the tea on the table and pour it on the other side, and then scolded Liar', but today he hesitated. Ma Xiaohan was found to have a congenital heart disease at a very young age. Ma Donghai has always taken good care of him, pampering him like a baby, but he tried his best, but he still failed to keep his son. The reason why Ma Xiaohan's body is still in the hospital's morgue is because there are still procedures to be done, and secondly, he does not dare to face the fact that he lost his son.

Ling Huaan couldn't see Ma Donghai's expression, but he could imagine his struggle at the moment, and with the emotional changes on Ma Xiaohan's face, he could judge Ma Donghai's final decision.

Ma Donghai picked up the vial in Ma Xiaohan's expectant eyes, put a drop on his eyelids, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw Ma Xiaohan standing beside him. He wanted to rub his eyes in disbelief, but stopped in fear and looked at the son in front of him with wet eyes. He choked up and said, "Hanhan, really...is it really you?"

Father and son are connected, although Ma Xiaohan's impression of Ma Donghai is still vague, he still involuntarily called out 'Dad'.

The sound of 'Dad' made Ma Donghai's tears flow instantly. He stretched out his hand to hug Ma Xiaohan, but his arm went straight through his body, and he was stunned. Living.

The room suddenly became quiet, Ling Huaan seemed to have seen what had just happened, and explained: "Mr. Ma, Xiaohan is dead, what you see is his soul, ghost and No one can touch it."

"Dad." Ma Xiaohan shouted again.

Ma Donghai's mood completely collapsed, looking at Ma Xiaohan, he cried bitterly and said, "Hanhan, I'm sorry, it's daddy useless, daddy couldn't save you, Hanhan, I'm sorry..." "Dad, Don't cry, Hanhan doesn't hurt anymore, Hanhan is fine now, I won't need to take medicine in the future, don't cry..." Ma Xiaohan also whimpered, but he was a ghost and couldn't shed tears.

"Okay, Dad won't cry, Hanhan won't cry." Although he said that, Ma Donghai felt even more sad when he heard what Ma Xiaohan said, and his tears couldn't stop flowing out.

Ling Huaan sighed and said, "Mr. Ma, although the fate of the two of you has ended, Xiaohan can still be reincarnated and start over. He has experienced hardships in this life, and maybe in the next life. It's all hardships and joys, so Mr. Ma doesn't have to be so sad."

"Reincarnation? Mr. Ling, is there really such a thing as reincarnation?" Ma Donghai looked at Ling Huaan expectantly.

"Yes. But because Xiao Han died in vain and has resentment, he cannot be reincarnated for the time being. He must find out the truth and resolve his resentment before returning to the underworld and starting a new life."

"To die in vain?" Ma Donghai looked at Ling Huaan in shock and said, "Mr. Ling, didn't Han Han die of illness? Was it a medical accident?"

The author has something to say:

There are many kinds of heart disease, Ma Xiaohan has the most incurable one.

I have been ill for the past two days, and I feel very uncomfortable every day. Fortunately, I still have some manuscripts. I hope I can get better soon.