The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

"An Xiaochen." Ling Han became even more worried about An Chen after reading the message.

"He took the anesthetic, so it should only hurt a little bit." An Chen slowly walked to the bed and looked at the lifeless Hua Zhi.

The hand that was touching his head before was now hanging by the bed. An Chen still didn't want to believe the fact that Huazhi had left.

"Why! Why!" An Chen was asking Hua Zhi, but she would not get an answer. This might be the first time that Hua Zhi did not respond to An Chen.

The 120 number dialed by Ji Xuan has already arrived here. The people who arrived with them were the people Hua Zhi had contacted. They wanted to take Hua Zhi's body for cremation.

There was no possibility of rescue, and the arrival of 120 was in vain. After saying their condolences, they left here.

"I'm sorry, we have to take him away now, everyone, my condolences."

"Who asked you to come, get out! You are so noisy, don't disturb his rest." Tears rolled in An Chen's eyes, but they did not flow down.

She couldn't cry, Brother Huazhi said, he would feel distressed.

"Please take a look at this first." The leader took out a piece of paper and handed it to An Chen.

Huazhi had anticipated this situation, which he had prepared in advance.

"Baby Chen, brother guessed it right, hahaha, you are naughty again, let them take brother away quickly, they will take me back soon, I am too heavy, just take my ashes back to BJ , don’t delay, I hope I can take a complete rest tomorrow.”

When An Chen saw this, he moved out of the way.

"Can you please not use the bag? It's too stuffy. Can you please don't put him in the bag?" An Chen's tone was almost begging.

Several other people were shocked and regretful about Hua Zhi's suicide, and they also felt a little sad. They did not have deep feelings for Hua Zhi.

Although they couldn't empathize with him, looking at An Chen's current state, their hearts ached.

"Use this." In the corner of the bedroom, Ji Xuan saw the wheelchair that An Chen had used for his leg injury and left in Philadelphia. Hua Zhi might have brought it here.

"Brother, get up. I'll take you away." An Chen gently helped Hua Zhi up. Without anyone's help, An Chen helped him to the wheelchair, and then covered him with his coat.

An Chen pushed Hua Zhi out of the room, just like usual. No one noticed anything unusual until he left the door. Hua Zhi just fell asleep, he was tired.

After An Chen helped Hua Zhi up, Ling Han saw a document bag under the pillow.

It is Hua Zhi’s medical record. Hua Zhi suffered from depression, and the death of his father caused the last string he held tightly to break.

An Chen was also his hope, but he was afraid that he would become a burden to An Chen. Hua Zhi left calmly and even arranged things after his death.

Although cheerful and optimistic on the surface, Hua Zhi may actually be riddled with holes in his heart.

Ling Han still took the report and drove behind with Fang Yan. An Chen got into their car with the people from the funeral home, and Fu Yanxing and Ji Xuan also occupied the last two seats.

They looked at each other speechlessly.

The car arrived at its destination, where sad people who had lost relatives and friends could be seen everywhere.

Huazhi was taken away. This was what he had said before, don't stay and don't wait. In the end, Anchen failed to keep her brother Huazhi.

An Chen and the other five were sitting in the waiting area. Ling Han still gave the report to An Chen. He couldn't hide it.