"Hello, forensic doctor Jian Li, director of the anatomy room of the first administrative agency of Yuanjiang City."
"Ouyou, Lao Jiang, I'm not bad either, okay?"
Later...
"Jiang Yi, are you lying to me? Jiang Yi! No... No... He promised me that he would give me a complete family..."
"Forensic Doctor Jane, please calm down. Your anatomy is very important."
Jian Li roared like crazy: "I can't and cannot do an autopsy. I told him that he would give me a home, and he didn't die."
Jian Li was shaking all over, almost fainting, and murmured: "Why didn't you wait for me and left?"
On the day of the funeral, he hugged his wooden box and said, "I have no home."
Intention: It's fate, but it's also fate.