Chapter 660： Framed (ten)

Will you be happy?

Ji Chicheng's gaze deeply looked at the old man who had been separated from him for two lives, his guilt still couldn't resist selfishness.

He hoped that he would see this colorful world with his eyes.

Under the arrangement of Dr. Zhang, the Haishi Eye Hospital quickly dispatched an ambulance to take the old man's body into the car.

Lin Yanqin, who was in an unknown situation, followed to the door, looked at Ji Chicheng and asked, "Chicheng, where are you going to take the old man?"

"hospital."

Ji Chicheng returned to Lin Yanqin, without giving Lin Yanqin a chance to ask the next question, he immediately followed in the ambulance, and no one could stop him from doing anything.

Doctor Zhang accompanied Ji Chicheng and stood by his father's side.

With Ji Chicheng's painful expression, Dr. Zhang looked at him and hesitated for a long time before he thought about it and asked, "Should I inform Miss An Ning?"

Ji Chicheng shook his head, and there was a deep depression between his eyebrows. He said, "You also said that, the specific situation will not be known until the hospital."

She said that the person she loves most is him, and the person she hates most is also him.

Isn't he, he can't tolerate others in his heart, even hate only her, he also knows very well that hating her is just another way to put her in his heart.

He didn't want her to experience things that he was not sure about.

...

Outside the operating room, waiting for an hour or two, Ji Chicheng's mood is indescribable.

Finally, the lights in the operating room went out.

He and Doctor Zhang leaned forward to meet the doctor who came out from inside, and the doctor gave them an OK to clean up.

Ji Chicheng breathed a sigh of relief. The next second he knelt on his knees and bowed his waist until the old man's body was pushed out of the operating room.

He straightened up slowly.

After several hours, the old man's body was transported back to Ji's house again, and the mourning hall was located in the living room of Ji's house.

Ji Chicheng knelt down in front of the mourning hall, wearing sackcloth, for days and nights.

The guests who came to mourn were all Lin Yanqin and Ji Jingfeng in return.

He knelt for a long time until the father went out for funeral. He couldn't stand on his legs for a long time, and he walked on the support of others.

Little snow floated in the sky, and Ji Anning walked towards the father's graveyard wearing a black woolen coat without an umbrella.

At the end of the funeral, the guests one after another were almost gone, and the rest were old friends who had not played much with the old man during his lifetime, and the family members of the Ji family.

When Ji Anning arrived at the tomb, he didn't look at anyone, but at the old man's tombstone. The photo on the tombstone was taken recently.

She knelt down slowly, put down a bunch of flowers in her hand, then put her hands on the ground, bending over and squatting three heads.

"What are you doing here?"

Lin Yanqin rushed to Ji Anning's side, grabbed her arm, and tried to drag her away.

When Ji Anning was about to resist, Ji Chicheng's angry voice sounded first, "If you make any more trouble, you can all go away."

Lin Yanqin immediately let go of Ji Anning's arms, but she still looked at Ji Anning unwillingly, "Ji Anning, you killed your grandfather, why do you still have the face to come to his old man's grave now?"

There were also several outsiders present, and Lin Yanqin deliberately took the opportunity to slander Ji Anning.

Hearing this, the few remaining old men looked at Ji Anning in surprise.

"Isn't this Jing Feng's divorced child bride-in-law?"

"Yes, I am now a big star."