When it was time to eat, Yu Li and Jiang Meng picked a lot of dishes from the nearby vegetable garden and made a hearty lunch.

The father and son haven't seen each other for a long time, and there seems to be endless things to say. They talked until sunset that the four of them went down the mountain.

When going down the mountain, Xia Wei seemed to have something to worry about, followed Jiang Luo's pace, but said nothing.

Jiang Luo felt strange and asked straightforwardly: "Xiaowei, what do you want to say?"

Xia Wei turned to look at Jiang Meng. Although the two of them were siblings, they only had a layer of window paper that was not broken.

Jiang Meng obviously understood his concerns and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will take good care of everything in Danxia Mountain."

Xia Wei's eyes turned red and he almost cried. He mustered up the courage to say, "Brother Jiang, I want to go out with you to try it out.

My cultivation has been improving in recent years, but I lack practical experience and have always been a frog in the well and it is difficult to reach the elegance of the world. I hope that one day, I will not only be able to protect this forest, but also protect the entire China."

Jiang Luo's heart trembled slightly. Unexpectedly, this boy was full of ambition and encouraged him: "Since you have this intention, I will definitely help you. The outside world is very exciting, so it's good to go out and have a walk."

"Thank you."

Jiang Luo glanced at his cousin and said meaningfully: "What are your family saying thank you?"

Before dark, Xia Wei packed his luggage, sat on the Rolls-Royce, and went back with Jiang Luo and the others.

Two days later, Jiang Luo and Luo Churan happily went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their certificates.

Since it was a working day, there were not many people from the Civil Affairs Bureau and the civil servants were also highly efficient. They didn’t spend much time, and the marriage certificate was issued.

They held the notebooks in their hands and gave wedding candies to several civil servants, and their hearts were sweeter than honey.

Jiang Luo hugged Luo Churan and got into the car proudly. Before he could sit firmly, his phone rang. He clicked on it and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hey, who are you looking for?" Jiang Luo asked lukewarmly.

"Mr. Jiang, I am a doctor at Haizhou Second Psychiatric Hospital, Chen Guang, your aunt's attending physician."

Jiang Luo frowned and said in surprise: "Which aunt is my?"

"Did you forget? Ms. Yuan Mei stayed in our hospital for four years. Her heart failure is at the point of life and death. If a heart bridge surgery is performed, there is still a glimmer of hope."

Jiang Luo never forgot that Jiang Ming and his family treated him

The harm was that he had long since regarded them as relatives. When the doctor said the word "Aunt" and asked a little surprised.

When he learned that Yuan Mei was in danger, he was sincerely happy and almost laughed out loud, "Doctor Chen, I have long cut off relations with his family. Her life and death have nothing to do with me, you can do it."

"But you have always paid for her medical expenses. Now she is dying, and our hospital really doesn't know what to do."

Jiang Luo then remembered that his father had paid Yuan Mei for eight years of medical expenses, and he felt a little upset.

Then he thought that Yuan Mei's death in a mental hospital did damage the reputation of the Jiang family. It would be better to take her back as soon as possible and kill her and cremate her quietly.

As soon as she died, Jiang Ming's family was wiped out, and the dust returned to the dust, and the earth returned to the soil, and the grudges were settled.

After Jiang Luo figured it out, he sighed, "After all, I feel sorry for my relatives and I won't send her off if I don't see her off. Let's do this. I'll pick her up in the afternoon. You guys will prepare it."

"Mr. Jiang, you are such a good person, let's prepare immediately," Dr. Chen said happily.

Luo Churan blinked and said playfully: "Young Master Jiang, have you been so kind to the Bodhisattva again?"

"I would rather pity the beggar on the road than the woman. I will kill her tonight and choose a cemetery. I will buy her an urn and throw it to Jiangpingshan's tomb."

Jiang Pingshan died two years ago. Jiang Luo was not at home at that time, so he naturally could not stop his father from holding the funeral for the old man. Therefore, his funeral was very large and the cemetery he chose was also good.

Not long after, Jiang Ming died of a stroke in prison and was buried next to Jiang Pingshan. The money was also owned by Jiang Huahua.

Luo Churan smiled and said, "It makes sense. Evil people will be punished by evil people. We only treat good people well and cannot let them go."

The two of them had a good meal at a nearby restaurant, and drove to the Second Mental Hospital at 1:00 p.m.

The Second Hospital is located in the western suburbs of the city, with a deserted courtyard and looks deserted.

Before Jiang Luo entered the door, he called Chen Guang, and the other party immediately ran out to pick them up.

Yuan Mei was terminally ill and was transferred to a single ward. Her eyes were half open and half closed, her hair was as messy as dry grass, and her face was not covered with blood. She opened her mouth and couldn't say a complete sentence.

Jiang Luo walked into the ward, covered his nose with disgust, and said, "Yuan Mei, I'll take you home to see the old man."

If Yuan Mei is awake and hears this, he will be scared.

She was so devastated, but she was unconscious that when she saw Jiang Luo, there was no expression on her face.

"Doctor Chen, please send a car to my house." Jiang Luo saw Chen Guang's faced embarrassment and added, "Next month, the donation of 500,000 will be received."

"Okay, I'll arrange the car right away." Chen Guang ran out with a smile.

"Bang!"

A ball fell heavily and hit Jiang Luo's feet.

A boy ran over, bent down and picked up the ball, and bowed to Jiang Luo, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I disturbed you just now."

"Actually, I didn't hit me. Who did you come to the hospital to see?" Jiang Luo felt that the child was very pleased with him and asked casually.

The boy shook his head and looked at Jiang Luo steadily, "I am not a visitor, but a patient here."

What? Jiang Luo was suddenly shocked, and Luo Churan was even more dumbfounded.

"Little brother, how old are you this year? Where are your parents?" Luo Churan leaned over and asked.

"I am eleven years old this year, and my mother has passed away. My father sent me here three years ago. Every time he takes a while, he will bring me something and treat me very well."

Jiang Luo disagreed and was really good to the child. It was impossible to send the child to such a place where there was no sight.

Many families unfortunately have children with mental problems, and they are kept secretly at home. No matter how stupid or crazy they are, they are still close to their flesh and blood. Who can give up?

This child is very cute, with a round face and big eyes, and looks polite, not at all mentally ill. Of course, it is not ruled out that he is an intermittent mentally ill patient, sometimes awake and sometimes confused.

The boy smiled again, looked at Yuan Mei on the hospital bed, and said, "Uncle, aunt, goodbye, I wish your relatives a quick recovery."

After saying that, he ran away with the ball in his arms.

"Xiao Luo, this child is so pitiful," Luo Churan sighed.

"I'll ask Dr. Chen about his condition later. He is young and may have a turnaround in his condition."

A few minutes later, Dr. Chen brought a few nurses back. The nurses came into the house to pack up Yuan Mei and helped her into a wheelchair.

Jiang Luo lit a cigarette and handed it to Dr. Chen. Dr. Chen showed hesitation. The Second Hospital ordered that no one was allowed to smoke in the corridor. If he smoked, he would violate discipline.
Chapter completed!