Chapter 811 Another Heavy Rain

The old lady held the phone in both hands. She knew it was out of power but she didn't rush to find a place to charge it. It seemed that she was still hesitating whether she needed to turn the phone back on.

"I received a call at about midnight yesterday. The person who called me was a man with a very gentle voice. It sounded as if he was not talking about anything terrible."

The old lady paused and turned the phone over again. There was a photo of a young girl printed on it. It was black and white. The girl was wearing a baseball cap and smiling brightly. She was holding a cup of milk tea in her hand. She tilted her head and smiled at the camera. There were flowers around her. Unfortunately, the black and white printed phone case only had different shades of black, white and gray.

Mu Chun called Hao Xiao's family last night. The phone number provided by the police, Mu Chun briefly talked about Hao Xiao's situation, only saying that he fell from a height and was currently receiving treatment.

So the voice on the phone that the old lady mentioned was him, and the old lady sitting next to him was Hao Xiao's mother.

"She has a lot of ideas since she was young, and she is a very smart child. You know, she was very beautiful when she was young, and of course she is still beautiful when she grows up, much more beautiful than when I was young..."

The lights in the corridor became brighter, and the nurse hurriedly ran to move the things on the chair, and then hurriedly left. The old lady raised her head and raised her hand, about to ask something, but when she saw the nurse walk away, her shoulders slowly sank, and the relieved ball drooped on the chair.

She should be anxious, she should ask someone about her daughter's situation, where she can charge, and where she can find someone to explain everything to her.

From the old lady, Mu Chun learned that Hao Xiao had learned dancing since she was a child. Every summer vacation, she traveled back and forth between the small town in Jiangsu and Raohai with her mother. She was competitive since she was a child and worked hard in dancing, but she failed to get into the dance academy in the end. Since then, she has never wanted to dance again.

Later, she studied nursing and left the small town to Raohai. When she came out, she said that she never wanted to go back to her hometown. The old lady said that her daughter was afraid that her family in her hometown would look down on her because she couldn't go to Raohai to continue dancing.

"Actually, she was delayed by dancing. If she hadn't worked so hard, we wouldn't have had such an awkward relationship later. I wonder how she is now?"

The old lady lowered her head. There was another sound of footsteps in the corridor. Mu Chun turned her head and saw Dean Jia. He walked not slowly but a little dragging, as if it was cloudy and about to rain, just like the gloomy air outside the window in the distance.

Dean Jia looked around, as if he was looking for something in a transparent box, but he couldn't find it. He didn't dare to stop, and looked around in a series of times. After a while, he found that Mu Chun was sitting nearby and was about to stand up and greet him.

"Dean Jia."

"Ah, you." Dean Jia stopped just as he was about to take a step forward, and hesitated before speaking, "Mu Chun, you, come here."

Looking around again, this time Mu Chun also looked around like a thief, following Dean Jia's line of sight, and really didn't feel anything unusual.

"Come here, follow me."

The vice president called Mu Chun aside, far away from the old lady, by the wall where no one passed by. He was worried but pretended to be calm, "Mu Chun, that... nurse is gone?"

"Are you talking about Hao Xiao? Yes, she died in the early morning, too much blood loss."

The vice president was a little unsteady, swaying from side to side. Soon he crossed his hands, holding his right elbow with his left hand, and holding his left hand with his right hand, locking his whole body in place, "Oh, okay, I know, I know."

"The person is downstairs, and will be taken away after the family members say goodbye."

"Has the family member not come yet?"

"No, she is here." Mu Chun looked towards the corridor. The old lady still maintained the same sitting posture as before, with her head leaning back against the wall, quietly like an old man basking in the sun in the park.

"Then remember to comfort the old lady. The director of the psychiatry department is the best at this."

"Me?"

"Ah, I have to go to the dean's office for a meeting. I'll leave first."

"No, Dean Jia, Dean Jia."

The elevator door opened and Dean Jia walked in, still keeping his hands locked.

As the elevator went down, Mu Chun shook his head and walked back to the old lady.

"I'm the doctor who called you."

You have to say what you need to say.

"You, who are you?"

"I'm the doctor who called you last night. My name is Mu Chun. Hao Xiao passed away at four in the morning. I'm sorry that I couldn't prevent the tragedy."

The old lady was very quiet. "Many years ago, it was also a morning like this. I took a train, a very long train, to see Hao Xiao's father. He had an accident while repairing the circuit. When I arrived, everything was over. It was also a morning like this. It rained. It was fine weather a few days ago..."

What the old lady said was right. It was indeed raining outside. Mu Chun accompanied the old lady to see Hao Xiao. Her body was covered with wounds. In order to save her life, Fang Ming tried every means, so he also left many wounds on her body. Only her face, her closed eyes and the worry between her eyebrows, the worry that had not aged but was covered with a layer of haze, even after the breath disappeared, a dark cloud still remained in her face.

Two days later, Hao Xiao completed his last journey around the sea. The old lady said that there were no relatives to notify and everything should be kept simple. However, in the process of communicating the specific procedures, she kept emphasizing that it should be more beautiful. It would be best to decorate the entire mourning hall with flowers, keep her beautiful, and spray some perfume.

Her request seemed trivial, but the core was always to be more beautiful.

Shen Zifeng returned to work in the hospital two weeks later and said he would treat Fang Ming and Mu Chun to a meal. The three of them made an appointment for lunch and ordered some small dishes at a local restaurant near the hospital. Fang Ming asked Mu Chun when he knew that Shen Zifeng had a bad stomach. Mu Chun said it was just a guess. Fang Ming criticized Shen Zifeng again, saying that as a doctor, he knew nothing about his health condition. If it wasn't discovered by chance this time, it would not be a good thing to delay this disease.

Shen Zifeng felt wronged. He was the one who was beaten, but the one who beat him was still justified.

"Why did you go to Hao Xiao? You have a good relationship with her?" Fang Ming finally asked these questions, perhaps they had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

"I was afraid she would really be upset, but she still would be upset."

"She didn't have any affair with you? That kind of ambiguous?"

"No, of course not." Shen Zifeng looked innocent, "She did always look for me, but every time I accompanied her shopping and had a drink, she would talk about some recent movies and favorite music, and then nothing happened, she seemed to be in a bad mood often..."

"She looked for many people, but you were the only one willing to go." Fang Ming seemed to be scolding his own brother.

"Maybe I'm kind, I'm really worried, worried that she would be upset."

"Doctor Mu, did she look for you too?"

"That's not the case, but she does need someone to accompany her... As long as she looks for someone, she can always find someone."