Chapter 1794 The funeral of the Qin family

It suddenly started to rain in the sky.

It is now the season of autumn, and the drizzling autumn rain is falling, turning the bustling metropolis into a world of hazy rain and mist.

"The autumn rain is drizzling, the wind rolls the curtains, and the fallen leaves are floating..."

You Lingling sat in front of the computer desk in front of the windowsill, with her beautiful big eyes looking through the window at the sudden autumn rain outside, looking at the curtains swept by the autumn wind, and looking at the fallen leaves of the scenic trees dancing in the wind, she couldn't help but stop typing on the keyboard, muttering words in her mouth.

On her computer, the beginning of a novel has been written.

In three hours, she wrote 10,000 words in just three hours. This was a great breakthrough for a "cracked-handed party" who she called on the Internet.

In the past, her maximum hand speed was only 2,000 words per hour. Today, her thoughts were like a spring, like a god's help. After three hours of tireless knocking, her hand speed reached more than 3,000 words per hour.

She knew that among the online authors, this hand speed is not the most powerful, but for her it is already her most powerful hand speed.

According to the general requirements of online novels, she still has 20,000 words to contribute to her 30,000 words and needs to continue working hard.

After a while of rest, when she was about to continue, the phone rang. She took out her cell phone and looked at it. She couldn't help but be stunned. It was called by her old friends and classmates.

"Hey, classmate Lingling, what are you doing?" A girl's sweet question came from the phone: "Do you have time? I'm so suffocated at home. Let's go out to relax. I know that the things in a newly opened shopping mall are extremely cheap. Let's go together."

You Lingling smiled bitterly: "I said to classmate Mu Jiao, aren't you a graduate student who has been admitted to the medical school? It's time for school to start, and you still have time to go shopping in the mall."

"Woooo, let alone this matter. In the past two days of assessment, I have vomited even after reading books, studying medical records, and doing experiments. Fortunately, I finally passed the test. Now I will have sex with myself on vacation to show me a reward." Mu Jiao said proudly.

"Uh." You Lingling rubbed her forehead. Is there anyone who rewarded her like this? Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about her.

"I'm not available, classmate Mu Jiao." You Lingling said apologetically: "You ask someone else to go."

"I don't have time, what are you doing? Are you so busy?" Mu Jiao asked unwillingly.

"I am writing a novel. Today I have to complete 30,000 words, but there is still 20,000 left." You Lingling said seriously.

"Ah?" Mu Jiao screamed strangely, then she wailed: "God, You Lingling, you old eunuch, don't harm other readers, okay, I bet, if you can't write 100,000 words this time, you will be eunuch."

"Go, I will definitely finish the book this time, wait and see." You Lingling said in an extremely positive tone: "I won't tell you anymore, I want to continue typing, hey, wait, I'm about to ask you, a medical graduate student."

You Lingling suddenly remembered something and asked anxiously: "You said that after a person has lost his breath and his heartbeat for a long time, does it prove that he is dead and still has a chance to survive?"

"Ah?" Mu Jiao was stunned for a long time: "Lingling, why do you ask such a strange question? It's been a long time since you don't have breath and heartbeat. What can you do if you don't die?"

This answer made You Lingling feel extremely depressed.

"But, not necessarily."

Mu Jiao's words changed, which made You Lingling's heart suddenly rise, and another glimmer of hope ignite.

"You, what do you mean, make it clear." You Lingling urged.

"To be honest, the situation you mentioned already shows that people have died, but there are all kinds of strange things in the world. There are also some special cases. This depends on the patient's physique and will to survive." Mu Jiao explained: "In fact, some people may just pretend to die, lose their breath and lose their heartbeat. According to normal judgment, they must die, but the judgment of this appearance is not 100% accurate, and it is best to judge by medical technology."

"Medical and technical judgment." You Lingling repeated these words, but the hospital has not made any judgment now. She couldn't even know what Yu Fei's situation is in the hospital.

"Hey, Lingling, why are you asking this strange question?" Mu Jiao was very curious: "Did you encounter such a strange thing? It's unlikely? If you really encounter it, tell me who it is, and I have to study it."

Mu Jiao suddenly became interested.

You Lingling's face turned dark, and she didn't want the person she liked to be an experimental mouse.

"I'll just ask casually, it's use to write novels." After You Lingling said casually, she hung up the phone regardless of whether the other party agreed or not.

After that, she continued to work hard, and her fingers pounded on the keyboard.

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At the same time, in a cemetery in Yanjing, in the rain and fog, there were a group of men in black wearing umbrellas in front of a tombstone.

These people, regardless of gender, are all wearing black clothes and white flowers in their chests.

They stood in front of the tombstone, with solemn and sad expressions, and from time to time, women's sobs and crying sounds.

There are several big characters written on the tombstone "The Tomb of the Filial Son Qin Zihao". The photo posted on the tombstone is Qin Zihao.

This group of mourning people are from the Qin family, a famous big family in Yanjing. This is a funeral for the Qin family.

Qin Zihao followed the volunteer group to Africa and unfortunately got infected with the P2 virus. After returning to China, although the Qin family tried their best to invite the best doctors and experts to treat it, they only lasted for a while and eventually died young. Today is the day for him to be buried.

What made the Qin family angry was that Qin Zihao was like this and even gave him a traitor charge, which made him die with his eyes open.

They once protested and even clamored that Qin Zihao was a hero and should be rated as a martyr. He was to save his compatriots from Africa, but why did he become a traitor? This is an indiscriminate slander and a slander of the hero.

However, in the face of iron facts and in the face of countless angry testimony of witnesses, even the old man of the Qin family couldn't say anything.

Qin Zihao didn't go to save people, but to cheat people, and also caused some losses to guójiājimì.

Therefore, he is not only not a hero, but a shame to bring shame to the Qin family.

Only then did Mr. Qin regret it. He shouldn't have let Qin Zihao go, but unfortunately he regretted it too late. Now that he is disgraced, he even lost his life. He can only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

"Son, why are you leaving? What should you do if you leave? Let me give you a white-haired man a black-haired man a hard life, wuwu..." A father and daughter hugged the tombstone and cried heartbrokenly.

Mr. Qin sighed and ordered a handsome middle-aged man, "Qin Yi, please advise her."

"Okay, dad." Qin Yi responded and went up to help the woman up.
Chapter completed!