Mr. Lu, don't abuse me, Madam really won't give you andrology treatment

On the other side, Qiao Yin struggled to get up from the bed after Lu Lingche left.

Lu Lingche had a rich breakfast prepared, but unfortunately she had no appetite and couldn't finish it after two bites.

Fever, stuffy nose, sore throat, and all the bones in my body hurt.

After soaking in the cold sea water for so long last night, the aftereffects began to show. She had a bad cold and her brain was a little groggy.

Qiao Yin was not used to such severe colds. Over the years, she had been in good health under the careful care of her grandma. She didn't even know how many years ago she last had a severe cold.

After breakfast, she left Lu Lingche's villa, took a taxi and returned to her home, with no intention of waiting for Lu Lingche's return.

After returning home, Qiao Yin cooked herself a bowl of ginger soup, mixed with some ephedra, nepeta, and angelica to evacuate external evils and relieve symptoms.

Then I gave myself a few more injections.

Soon, she was sweating all over, and her nasal congestion and headache were greatly relieved.

Today, she stopped going to the hospital to work. She changed into a warm cashmere sweater and a thick long down jacket, and took a taxi back to the beautiful town where she was born and raised.

Her mother was buried in the town.

Although it is winter, the town is still very lively. The market is crowded with people, and all kinds of snacks and daily necessities are available. The cries of vendors and the play of children can be heard from a distance.

Qiao Yin got out of the car, entered the market, bought paper money, cakes and lilies, and then walked towards the Shen family cemetery.

Because it was not the New Year's Day, there was no one in the cemetery. Qiao Yin carried her things to her mother Shen Tang's grave and laid out all her things.

"Mom, I'm here to see you. This time, I finally feel more confident. I finally found your murderer. It's Hou Jinhua. She is already in prison. It is best for her to be sentenced to death. If not, she If she can be released from prison in the future, I will let her know that life is worse than death." "Actually, even if she dies, it can't dispel the hatred in my heart. After all, we can't go back to the past, and we can't bring you back to life. However, the evildoer finally received the punishment he deserved, and I believe you can also get some comfort!"

Qiao Yin sat in front of the tomb, looking at her mother's tombstone and talking nonchalantly.

I don’t know how long it took, but snowflakes started flying in the sky. She reached out to catch them: “Mom, it’s snowing. I remember that you used to like snow very much. Every time it snowed, you would build a big snowman for me. Little snowman. When it snows, it is one of the few times when you are happy, so I also liked snowing very much at that time, because as long as it snows, your smile will increase."

"Now, I still like snow, because every time I see it, I feel like you are still by my side. You have never gone away, you just accompany me in a different way."

"It's a pity that the snow is still too light right now, otherwise I would also build a snowman for you. You will definitely like it."

She was talking to herself when a big black umbrella suddenly appeared above her head.

A familiar voice came: "No matter how much you like the snow, you can't sit here all the time. You already have a cold and fever. If you get cold again, your body will be unable to bear it."

Qiao Yin turned back, with surprise and shock in her eyes: "Lu Lingche, why are you here? How did you know I was here?"

Lu Lingche stretched out his hand to pull her up from the ground, covered her hands and warmed hers: "When I came home and saw that you were gone, I guessed that you might have gone home, but I went to your house and couldn't find you, so I checked the surveillance in your community and saw you getting into a taxi. I asked someone to contact the driver and he said he would take you to a small town."

"Even if you can find the town, how do you know where my mother's grave is?"

"I really don't know, but wouldn't I ask? You suddenly returned to the town alone, and I don't think you will go anywhere else."

Lu Lingche held her hand tightly, with a hint of panic in his voice: "Next time you can't leave without saying a word. When I came home and saw no one at home, I thought you had been kidnapped by someone again."

That kind of fear almost made all the blood in his body freeze. He was so afraid that something would happen to her, and he would not be able to forgive himself if something happened to her.