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Chapter 685

Chapter 685

I was sitting on a chair in the corridor when a young man suddenly walked out of the ward. He was young, elegant and wearing glasses. He looked like a college student.

"Hello, I am friend Bailashqiong, and my surname is Xiang."

"Oh, it turns out to be Sister Bai's friend. Sister Bai is very sad."

The bespectacled man and I were sitting side by side on the chairs in the corridor. He pointed to the ward: "Brother, in fact, according to me, it is not easy for the old man to survive for so long. He should eat well and drink well and send him away early, and then be buried in mourning.

This is business, do you think what I said is right?"

I nodded and said, "Yes, brother, you are absolutely right."

The man with glasses clapped his hands and said: "Yes, while the old man still has his eyes open, we shouldn't make noises and cry. We should let the old man try on the size of the shroud while his eyes are still open, and ask what kind of coffin he likes to lie in and how many boys he wants.

A virgin or something.”

After he finished speaking, he stood up and handed me a business card.

"If you have my phone number, my store is right across from the hospital."

I took a look and saw on the business card, "Babaoshan Baishi Store, Xianyang Chain Branch, Manager Niu, phone number 156xxx"

Only then did I react.

It turns out that this guy is not a descendant of the Bai family. He sells shroud candles. I guess he may not even know who Bailash Qiong is.

At night, I opened the ward door.

"Boss Bai, I'm going out to find a place to sleep for the night. If you need anything, please call me. I will definitely help you if you need me. How is Mr. Bai's situation?"

"Grandpa couldn't speak clearly again. He woke up just now and gestured to me. I didn't know what it meant."

I asked what gesture it was?

Bailash Qiong did it again.

Spread two fingers apart...isn't this the gesture of holding a cigarette...

I didn't dare to say it, let alone give it to him. I saw that the old man on the hospital bed had fallen into a coma again. I guess he was also an old smoker before.

After coming out of Tonghui Hospital, I had something to eat in a restaurant and asked someone about how many hotels there were on Tonghui North Road. I headed there around ten o'clock in the evening.

Tonghui North Road is behind the hospital. There are rows of streetlights on the road illuminating the ground dimly. After walking for more than a hundred meters, I saw a light on at the door of a small shop. There was a sign of Babaoshan Branch at the door, and on the glass of the shop

There is a white paper advertisement that says customized shrouds, candles, and urns.

I took out a business card from my back pocket, looked at it, and walked into the store.

Judging from the current situation, the old man can't survive more than a day or two. I'm thinking of buying a wreath and expressing my feelings for him then.

I pushed the door of Baishi's store, but it didn't open, and then pulled it open again. Only then did I notice an arrow pointing up on the door. It turned out that the door was pushed upward, just like

Same as rolling shutter doors.

After entering the door, a bell rang, which probably told the store that a customer was coming.

"boss?"

There was an incandescent lamp with seven or eight degrees of brightness on in the store, and there were some shroud styles and bundles of candles on the shelves. No one was there.

"Boss? Buy something!"

There was another room inside with a leather door curtain. I heard something moving inside, so I opened the door curtain.

I saw Manager Niu sitting on a chair with his back to me during the day. He was wearing big headphones, his pants were halfway down, and he was staring at the DVD player attentively, moving his right hand up and down.

Don't know what you are doing.


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