It was as if she had grasped the last life-saving straw, and she believed that she would not tell Yan Jia about this on weekends.

She grabbed Zhou Xing's arm and asked eagerly: "You know this, right?"

I will definitely know on the weekend.

Yan Feng's death was a big deal, and everyone in Lancheng's upper class knew about it. He and Yan Jia were young, so how could they not know about it.

Moreover, there are only a few of the best cemeteries in Lancheng, so you can guess them.

Lin Zhi suddenly understood the look in Weekend's eyes. Weekend knew! He really needed to know!

"Dr. Zhou, please, tell me, please... I want to see Yan Feng... He is my husband, but after he passed away, I didn't even know where his grave was... Please

Tell me..." Lin Zhi was born weak, and this cry would make anyone emotional.

Only a hard-hearted person like Yan Jia would remain indifferent to her tears.

Zhou Zhou really softened his heart. He couldn't see the woman crying, but he didn't dare to interfere in Yan Jia's affairs.

Seeing that he was moved by compassion, Lin Zhi begged: "Dr. Zhou, tell me... I will always be grateful to you... Please tell me..."

"Eastern Suburb Cemetery." Weekend sighed.

He took out his arm, brushed Lin Zhi's hand away, and hurried downstairs.

Why would Yan Jia hide such a thing from this woman? Yan Feng has passed away and will no longer compete with him for the Yan family. The child Zhouzhou is still very young, and the future is unknown.

This woman looked very pitiful. Weekend knew that she was an orphan with no father or mother, but she didn't know why Yan Feng took a fancy to her, liked her, and even married her in the first place.

Once you enter a wealthy family, you feel as deep as the sea.

Lin Zhi's heart was beating fast. She finally knew where Yan Feng was buried. So far, she had not visited Yan Feng.

She felt sorry for Yan Feng's kindness to her during his lifetime.

…

Yan Jia underwent surgery overnight.

He lay in the hospital for three days, and except for Chen Kang, Lin Zhi and Zhou Zhou did not come.

It has entered spring, the windows are colorful, the catkins are sprouting, and the scenery is wonderful.

The sun shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the golden color is filled with vibrant pulses. In a flash, winter has finally passed and spring has come, and time is just right.

Yan Jia lay in the hospital bed for three days, without any temper at all. Time suddenly slowed down, and he turned to look at the light outside the window.

There are many light and shadows, and the morning sun leaks through the gaps in the branches. The branches are full of tender yellow buds and leaves, which is really cute.

I stopped by Yan Jia's ward during ward rounds on the weekend. He was wearing a white coat and a mask, with his hands in his pockets. Seeing that Yan Jia was awake, he lazily walked over and asked, "Would you like something to eat?"

"Has Lin Zhi come here?"

Weekend sighed inwardly, and asked him this as the first thing he saw.

The relationship between these two people is not sister-in-law and brother-in-law at all.

I didn't want to irritate him during the weekend, but I wanted Yan Jia to wake up a little bit. That woman didn't like him.

"Didn't come."

"Where's Zhouzhou?"

"You're a child, you don't even know."

Yan Jia laughed, with a trace of bitterness spreading from the corner of his lips: "They are really two white-eyed wolves who are not familiar with each other. They are not familiar with each other."

"Yan Jia, since you know whether you're going to raise it well enough, you should pick out the ones that are."

"Call Chen Kang for me and ask him if the cakes and flowers I ordered a few days ago are in place." Yan Jia's voice was very soft, without any of his usual arrogance. The man who had just undergone surgery was like a

A sick tiger has lost its arrogance.
Chapter completed!