Master Chu searched hard for many days and finally found the fallen army's skeleton.
After Special Assistant Zhang brought the news, Leng Muchiao hesitated whether to inform Luo Xiaoyi.
"Master Chu could only recover part of the skeleton. The rest may have sunk to the bottom of the sea. The police have done a DNA comparison and confirmed that they are the skeletons of the fallen army."
If Luo Xiaoyi knew that the bones were uneven, he might feel uncomfortable again.
"I know, let Dr. Zhao come over."
Dr. Zhao is the doctor who treats Luo Xiaoyi as a psychiatrist.
Dr. Zhao came over soon. In fact, Leng Muchiao came to see her quite frequently. Every time she gave Luo Xiaoyi psychological counseling, he would ask her about Luo Xiaoyi's condition.
It's indeed the same today.
She reported truthfully, "There is not much progress. Miss Luo doesn't trust me. She is very wary. I can't meet your requirements, Mr. Leng, yet."
Leng Muchiao is aware of Luo Xiaoyi's situation.
He had something else to ask this time.
Leng Muchiao briefly talked about the incident, "Will this news worsen her condition?"
"Maybe it's possible, but this is also the root of Miss Luo's condition. If you want to cure it, you have to start from the root."
Dr. Zhao knew that Luo Xiaoyi had experienced a lot of blows and suffered from severe depression.
Although she looks like a normal person, she is mentally ill.
Leng Muchiao knew what to do. He asked Dr. Zhao to leave first, and he went to Luo Xiaoyi's ward alone.
In the ward, Luo Xiaoyi was lying on the bed in the same posture as the one he saw yesterday. He didn't know if he had not moved.
He knew that Luo Xiaoyi heard his voice, and he sat in front of Luo Xiaoyi's bed.
"Your father's skeleton has been found. Do you want to see it?"
Luo Xiaoyi sat up instantly, and there was a wave of emotion in his calm eyes, "See you."
Leng Muchiao didn't say much. He accompanied Luo Xiaoyi to the police station.
It's been a long time since I left the institute. Luo Xiaoyi felt a little strange as he walked on the road.
After arriving at the police station, she was a little flustered.
The police knew her intention and took her directly to collect the body.
Perhaps it was because the morgue was full of negative energy, Luo Xiaoyi felt cold all over after taking only a few steps.
"Family members of the fallen army, right?"
Luo Xiaoyi nodded.
The police opened the door to the morgue and said, "A DNA comparison has been done. After you see him, you can go outside and sign a notice to be cremated."
It seemed that Luo Xiaoyi looked very delicate, so the police specifically said, "The body is a bit scary, so let a man look at it."
Luo Xiaoyi shook his head, "He is my father."
It has nothing to do with Leng Muchiao.
Luo Xiaoyi went in alone. Leng Muchiao wanted to follow, but was stopped by Luo Xiaoyi.
"My dad wouldn't want to see you."
"He is already dead, don't let him die with his eyes open."
Leng Muxiao's fingers trembled violently as he pushed the door open, his lips pursed tightly, and there was deep pain between his brows and eyes.
The step he took out seemed to freeze and he no longer had the strength to move forward.
He just wanted to be with her, but she wouldn't let him.
"I'm afraid of scaring you."
His voice was low, as if he was suppressing some strong emotions, a little sad and pitiful.
"Stop joking, why weren't you afraid of scaring me when you aborted my child?"
"You are not allowed to come in, you cannot tarnish my father's reincarnation path."
Luo Xiaoyi walked in without looking back and closed the door.
She didn't see the sadness in Leng Muchiao's eyes.
The morgue was cold, with only one bright light.
She saw an iron bed like an operating table right in front of her. Maybe she came to claim it, and they arranged the bones.
Luo Xiaoyi's footsteps were very heavy, and every step he took took a lot of effort.
Finally, she could clearly see the skeleton in front of her.
A dark but incomplete skeleton.
"dad."
The overwhelming sadness bent her straight waist, and Luo Xiaoyi could only rely on this iron bed to keep from falling.
Although, Luo Nuan had already learned about his father's death.
She had known for a long time that her father had encountered an explosion in the yacht.
But she still had some hope in her heart, hoping that God could provide a miracle and that her father could survive.
But now the facts are before our eyes, my father has really passed away.
And died so miserably.
"I'm sorry, Dad, I hurt you."
"It was so difficult to cure the disease, but you lost your life because of me."
I originally thought that after Luo Jun was cured of his illness, their family would be able to live a good life.
Unexpectedly, the disease did not take Luo Jun away, but she was implicated in her death.
"Dad, you and Shengsheng will be reunited in heaven first. I will definitely avenge you. I will never let go of those who harmed you."
Luo Xiaoyi has thought clearly about what Luo Nuan said to her last time in the past few days.
It was a very simple thing for her to die.
But she died, and those who harmed them were still alive and well. How could she let this happen?
So she can't die now, she has to avenge them.
Because of this, Luo Xiaoyi survived.
It's not about the psychiatrist's treatment.
But she figured it out.
Seeing the incomplete body of her father in front of her, Luo Xiaoyi wanted to deeply remember the hatred. Even if she risked everything, she would let all of them go to hell.
The Bo family, and Leng Muchiao.
Her hands were tightly gripping the iron bed, and her fingertips were bloodless.
After waking up from the dizziness, Luo Xiaoyi closed his eyes and opened his eyelids again. His emotions had calmed down.
In the morgue, she had made up her mind.
Leng Muchiao never took his eyes away from the morgue. He tensed his nerves and paid full attention to every move inside.
He was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on.
Creak.
The door was opened.
Luo Xiaoyi walked out expressionlessly.
"are you alright?"
"How about leaving the rest to me?"
Organizing a funeral can be a bit cumbersome.
Luo Xiaoyi's current emotional and physical condition is not suitable for doing this.
Leng Muxiao felt distressed and couldn't bear it.
Luo Xiaoyi didn't seem to hear what he said. He went straight forward and found the policeman who had just led the way. "Where should I go to sign?"
"Do you agree? Then come over."
The police also felt that Luo Xiaoyi was miserable because her father died so tragically, so their attitude towards her was much better and the procedures were simplified.
Luo Xiaoyi signed his name, and relevant people would take Luo Jun's bones for cremation.
Not long after she signed, a figure ran into the police station.
The man just grabbed a policeman and wanted to ask. Then when he saw Luo Xiaoyi, he let go of the policeman and ran over.
"Where is the fallen army?"
As soon as Yang Linjing came back, she received a call from the police asking her to identify the body, but she was frightened.
"Send to be cremated."
"Why don't you send him to be cremated if I don't see him for the last time?"
"Why did such a good person suddenly disappear? What happened?"
