"No!"

Murong Xue shook her head: "No, this is impossible, this is just a waste. How can he believe what he said?"

But, the situation of Mr. Murong in front of him was exactly the same as what Ling Tian said.

Could it be—

Did you really misunderstand him?

Actually, he is a talented person?

How is that possible?

Ai Shuangcheng even came to Mr. Murong: "Master Murong, why do you feel uncomfortable?"

"I..." Mr. Murong shook his head: "I didn't feel anything wrong, I just wanted to cough."

He said, coughing up blood again!

Murong Xue was even more nervous: "Grandpa, I will help you into the house immediately."

"Okay." Mr. Murong waved his hand: "You girl, you're so anxious. I'm not pretty good? I feel much more relaxed when I coughed up the blood stasis?"

Murong Xue couldn't tell the truth. As Mr. Murong said, after he vomited blood, his face turned particularly rosy.

Even the complexion is different.

Could it be—

Is it really good if I cough?

Murong Xue was a little puzzled. Murong Zhong had always had the problem of poor qi and blood. If the blood accumulated in his body was completely vomited out at this time, it would be possible that his body would be better.

Ai Shuangcheng was even more nervous at this time: "Old man, are you really okay?"

Murong Zhong nodded: "Don't worry, look at my body, but I'm tough, and I've never felt that I'm so relaxed."

"this......"

Ai Shuangcheng wondered and said to himself: "This is really strange. Am I really thinking too much?"

"But..." Ai Shuangcheng couldn't say anything strange in his heart. Murong Xue was simple after all. Seeing Murong Zhong say this, she was happy and said in her heart: "That coward must be fooled."

"right!"

"He is a waste, how can you tell my grandfather's illness?"

When Murong Xue thought so, she also came to Murong Zhong, took the initiative to pull Murong Zhong, and smiled playfully: "Grandpa, then you are not allowed to lie."

"Of course." Murong Zhong patted her forehead, then looked at her clothes: "Girl, look at my clothes now, it's already like this. Help me into the house and change it for me."

"good."

Murong Xue didn't think much about it and quickly agreed.

Ai Shuangcheng looked at Murong Zhong in front of him with some confusion.

In his heart, there was an indescribable feeling.

Can......

At this moment, when he was thinking this in his heart, he felt a little more focused in his heart, and an indescribable feeling kept appearing in his heart.

In the room.

Murong Xue pulled Murong Zhong down and asked, "Grandpa, what do you want to wear?"

"Just that big-sung Zhongshan suit." Murong Zhong prepared his clothes for himself very early.

Big red?

Chinese tunic suit?

Murong Xue was surprised again. Why didn’t Murong Zhong wear this clothes before? What’s wrong tonight?

She didn't ask much, and turned around and brought her clothes.

But just as she took the clothes, she widened her eyes: "Grandpa!"

A sad voice.

Murong Xue ran to Murong Zhong immediately, her beautiful eyes filled with tears: "Grandpa, how are you doing? Don't scare me, I'm scared."

"Grandpa, I beg you, what's wrong with you?"

Murong Xue's words were full of—

in a hurry.

helpless!

At this moment, Murong Zhong was twitching constantly, his body was trembling, and even at this moment, Murong Zhong's body became more and more trembling.

Even his face was blue, and his lips were biting, and blood was still coming out of his lips.

Murong Zhong did not react at all to Murong Xue's call.
Chapter completed!