"Is it hit by a car?" Ye Nan looked sad. The kind old man, the old man who had saved countless people in his life, left like this, how could he not save himself?

Half a month ago, he was teaching himself carefully and kindly about the dialectics of a camp heat syndrome. The familiar face seemed to be still in front of him, but why did he leave?

Ye Nan was in grief, but he heard the little Meng say, "After Mr. Luo left, we called you the next day, but your phone kept turning off, so you didn't notify you!"

"Now..."

"Today is Mr. Luo's memorial service. Master Zhu and the others have all gone to Tianyunshan Cemetery!"

Ye Nan took a deep breath, nodded, and said, "Okay, thank you, Xiao Meng! I'll go to worship the old man now!"

Ye Nan looked at his watch and it was already past 11:00 in the morning, and the memorial service was almost over at this time.

At that moment, I quickly stopped a taxi and rushed to Tianyun Mountain.

When Tianyun Mountain reached the memorial service was over, Mr. Luo's ashes had been placed, and only dozens of people who had not left by the tomb were left.

These people, some old and some young, many of them are familiar faces by Ye Nan, and many of them are patients who were once cured by Mr. Luo, and today they are here to attend the funeral of Mr. Luo.

At this time, seeing Ye Nan coming, many people greeted Ye Nan gently. Ye Nan nodded gently and walked to the edge of the tomb.

Looking at the filled tomb pit and the erected tombstone, Ye Nan stayed for a while, and tears that had not shed for many years were two, and then they gently flowed down his cheeks.

Ye Nan gently stroked the tombstone and said softly: "Old Luo, why did you go? Ye Nan is still waiting for you to continue teaching, you go like this... I haven't fully understood the heat division certificate you mentioned last time. In the future, if I have any questions, I will ask who to go..."

Ye Nan shed tears quietly, looking at the tombstone and muttering to himself, until the owner of the medicine shop behind him walked up gently, patted Ye Nan's shoulder and comforted him: "Ye Nan, no one can be resurrected, let's be mournful!"

Ye Nan nodded gently, took out a tissue and wiped the tears on his face, then took a deep breath, bowed gently three times to the tombstone before slowly turning around!
Chapter completed!