Chapter 182 Song Fei is dead



This is like bringing someone to heaven and then kicking her back to hell!

So cruel!

Han Zhan sat on the sofa irritably, without saying a word.

Li Li was very worried about Song Ci, so he suggested that Han Zhan not come to work tomorrow. "Spend more time with your sister-in-law. Don't leave her alone. I'm afraid she might become depressed."

"Of course." Han Zhan couldn't abandon all his work. He said to Li Li, "Long Zhize from the KT Group will arrive in Wangdong tomorrow morning and will visit the Zeus Spacecraft R&D Center. Li Li, you will entertain him on my behalf."

"good."

After Song Fei died, Song Ci was in a daze for several days.

On this day, dark clouds covered the blue sky and white clouds. The dark sky seemed like it would fall down at any time, making it hard to breathe.

Song Ci sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking through the chat history between her and Song Fei. Although she no longer cried, she looked haggard.

Han Zhan put a windbreaker on her and turned off her phone screen.

The Song Dynasty porcelain did not move, like a wooden sculpture.

"Cibao." Han Zhan held her cold fingers and told her: "Today is the day when the expatriates of Country J return home..." Han Zhan saw Song Ci's eyes roll around a few times, and then said: "It is also the day when Song Fei returns home. We have to go pick her up."

Song Ci nodded slightly.

"good."

Today, a group of reporters came to the airport and their cameras were all aimed at the exit.

Ten minutes later, the expatriates of Country J will come out. It is said that the ashes of Ms. Song Fei, the virus expert who died in the explosion accident in Country J, will also arrive today. The reporters all want to take pictures of this regrettable and sad scene.

Song Ci stood with all the family members, quietly and silently looking towards the exit. Some reporters recognized Song Ci and were surprised.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps and voices came from the other side of the passage. Everyone looked up and saw a group of people coming out. Among them were men and women, old and young.

After returning home and stepping on the soil of China, these overseas Chinese who had just experienced life and death threats finally had a relieved smile on their faces.

After laughing, I couldn't help but want to cry.

What is a country?

It is the old father of the 1.4 billion Chinese people. When you encounter a storm, it is your safe harbor. With the country, you will never be adrift.

The family members found their loved ones and rushed over to hug them, some crying, some cheering. Reporters were busy taking pictures, and this happy scene was heartening.

But soon, the peaceful atmosphere was interrupted by the appearance of another group of people. They were a group of doctors, the oldest of whom were in their fifties or sixties, and the youngest was only in his thirties.

The man in the lead is Fu Hanshen, China's best and most outstanding virus expert.

Fu Hanshen held a small black box in his hand.

The reporters quickly approached Fu Hanshen to interview him. Fu Hanshen spoke to them for a few words and then said, "Let's end the interview today. We are also very tired and want to go back and rest."

"Mr. Fu, you have worked hard. After returning home, take a good rest for a while." The reporters were very sensible and quickly stepped away tacitly.

Fu Hanshen held Song Fei's ashes and searched the middle of the family area. Finally, his eyes fixed on the back of the crowd.

There, stood a woman in a black coat, crying silently.

On the day his parents were buried, Song Ci, dressed entirely in black, buried them alone, shovel by shovel. From that day on, black became Song Ci's most hated color.

Song Ci walked out from the back of the crowd. She stood in front of Fu Hanshen, staring at his haggard face, and said, "Teacher Fu, thank you for your hard work."

He placed his hands on Song Fei's urn and touched the cold jar. Thinking of the proud Song Fei who had turned into a handful of ashes in the jar, Song Ci was heartbroken.

"Sister, Teacher Fu brought you back to your country. Next, I will take you home."

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