"Father! Father!" Lu Jianzhong looked nervously at Old Mrs. Lu who was motionless on the couch, his face was bruised and purple, and he had fallen into a coma, with tears streaming down his face. Lu Jianzhong reminded him that he should wake up Old Mrs. Lu immediately when he heard him gasping for breath, but
He had always been very careful and had never heard anything unusual. Why did something suddenly go wrong?
Fan Bao strode in and said: "Quick, quick, Third Master, there is medicine in the box on your left. Take it out quickly for the old master to use."
Lu Jianli cried until he had runny nose and tears. When he saw the box, he was so nervous that he could not open the lid. Fan Bao was so anxious that he simply grabbed it and ordered Lu Jianli: "Hurry up and help the old man up." After saying this, he left.
He grabbed a packet of medicinal powder from the box, took a bamboo tube, filled it with the medicinal powder, and blew it into Mr. Lu's nose. Then he shouted: "Where's the ginger juice? Sesame oil! Hurry!"
Lu Jianshe reacted quickly and roared: "Send it in quickly! Aren't these things always on hand?"
The medicine boy had already come in with sesame oil mixed with ginger juice. Fan Bao didn't care about anything else. He picked up the chopsticks and pried open Mr. Lu's mouth, and told Lu Jianshe: "Drink!"
Lu Jianshe had never done anything like this before. He held a bowl with trembling hands and poured sesame oil into Mr. Lu's mouth. But he was too nervous and most of the bowl of sesame oil spilled out and flowed everywhere. Fan
When Bao Bao saw this, he was very anxious. He grabbed the bowl and started to drink it himself. He finally drank the remaining sesame oil. Both of them were sweating profusely. First aid measures had been taken, but Mr. Lu showed no signs of improvement.
, he was unconscious as usual, his limbs were cold and stiff.
"What should I do?" Lu Jianli cried sadly, not knowing what to do.
If I had known this, I should have woken up the old lady as soon as I arrived, but now I had no choice. Fan Bao had a gloomy face, regretful and panicked, his legs under the robe and the hands in the sleeves were shaking uncontrollably, trying hard
He said in a calm tone: "Except for that one time, I have been rescued like this every time. The old man is auspicious and will be fine."
The time he mentioned was the time when Lu Jianzhong sucked Mr. Lu's phlegm mouth-to-mouth. In other words, he was resigned to his fate.
Lu Jianli's face was filled with tears. He covered his face with his sleeves in shame and whispered: "I am unfilial." He was just panicking at that time. He did not expect that the method of suctioning was useless. It was not as good as Lu Jianli's.
Jianxin Hui's reading club and being an official are not as good as Lu Jianzhong's ability to do business, support his family, please his father, and save his life.
Fan Bao was silent for a moment, then suddenly made up his mind, and ordered the medicine boy with a sullen face: "Why don't you go out and see the doctor?"
The medicine boy was startled and ran out as fast as he could.
Fan Bao grabbed Lu Jianli's sleeve and said in a deep voice: "Third Master, this is not the time to cry. Look..." He put his hand on the edge of the couch under Mr. Lu and whispered
"Third Master, the matter is urgent. I came here specifically at the request of the old master. Now that the old master is ill, I might as well do what he ordered earlier. What do you think?" he asked.
Lu Lu established his intention, but his hand had already pressed down on the carved pattern on the edge of the couch.
There was a soft "click" sound, and a small door suddenly popped up next to the couch that had been intact. Lu Jianli was so surprised that he lowered his sleeves and nervously leaned over to take a look. Fan Bao reached out and took out a letter sealed with fire paint.
He handed it over with both hands and said seriously: "Third Master, please keep it. This was arranged by the old master a few days ago. If there is any dispute in the future, this will prevail."
That was the will, which related to the distribution of the family's property. Lu Jianli was too shocked to pick it up, and said in a trembling voice: "It can't be done, this should be given to mother." It was delivered to him in this way.
Who will believe it if he shows it? If everyone is satisfied, that's fine. If not, wouldn't everyone suspect that he has tampered with it?
He was still so cowardly at this time. Fan Bao was very angry: "It's an emergency, just take it first! During the Double Ninth Festival, the old man invited the clan's elders to come over for dinner, and he also gave them a share.
It’s just a basis.”
Lu Jianli was still thinking about it. There was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the door, but he could delay no longer. Fan Bao quickly closed the secret box, grabbed Lu Jianli's arm and shook it hard: "Third Master
!" Soon enough, the visitor had already walked quickly to the door. Lu Jianli had no choice but to stuff the letter into his arms.
The doctor was very familiar with Mrs. Lu's condition. He came in, groped for a while, and sighed softly: "Tooth soap, powdered alum, and blowing into the nose, sesame oil and ginger juice, and injections. Everything that needs to be done is done."
, now I can only try using Xishi powder."
Lu Jianli and Fan Bao looked at each other, both seeing panic in each other's eyes.
"What happened?" The door curtain was lifted vigorously from the outside, and Lu Jianzhong ran in with no clothes on and barefoot, chasing Mrs. Song behind him, holding a shoe in his hand: "Master, your shoes."
When the couple saw Old Mrs. Lu's appearance, they were both startled. They all rushed towards him, shouting and crying. Lu Jianzhong shouted three times but did not see Mr. Lu's answer. He immediately grabbed the doctor and shouted:
: "What's going on? Why are you just standing still?"
The doctor sighed: "Phlegm syndrome is a disease that is difficult to cure. If you take medicine first, you can do your best and know your destiny."
Lu Jianzhong let go of him, ignoring the sesame oil and medicinal powder still stained on Old Mrs. Lu's lips, and sucked Old Mrs. Lu's phlegm mouth to mouth.
In just a moment, the courtyard was filled with people, but all the rooms and courtyards were awakened and rushed over. Old Mrs. Lu was helped in and saw the scene at a glance.
Lu Jianzhong was barefoot, wearing only a thin gown, one foot was bare on the ground, and one foot was not wearing a sock. He was holding Mr. Lu's head regardless of the dirt, sucking hard, and his face turned red.
I don't know whether it was sweat or tears, but her face was running down. Although Mrs. Song on the side was not disheveled, she was also dressed very thinly.
Lu Jianli, on the other hand, stood there blankly like a frightened rabbit. When he saw her coming in, he became a little more energetic. He ran over and kowtowed, crying: "Mother, my son is unfilial."
Old Mrs. Lu suddenly understood that something was wrong. Over there, Lu Jianzhong finally gave up his efforts and fell to his knees in despair, crying: "My son is unfilial."
Old Mrs. Lu said "Oh", her shoulders and waist collapsed, she quickly walked two steps to Old Mrs. Lu's couch, sat down and grabbed Old Mrs. Lu's cold hand, and just shouted: "Old man...
"He burst into tears and couldn't say anything.
As soon as she started, everyone in the room started sobbing high and low, trying to persuade and asking questions. The person who cried the most was Lin Yuzhen, who cried like a child and fell into Grandma Fang's arms. Lin Jinrong wrapped
In the heavy hooded cloak, while wiping his eyes, he looked around the room one by one, and happened to meet Fan Bao who was hiding in the shadow of the corner. Fan Bao's expression was very gloomy, but with a hint of excitement.
With a bit of inquiry and pleading.
Lu Jing glanced over, and Lin Jinrong looked away calmly, wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, and stepped forward to help Mrs. Lu: "Grandma, it's better to listen to what the doctor says first."
A small flame suddenly lit up in Mrs. Lu's cloudy eyes. She looked at the doctor helplessly and said softly and pleadingly: "Mr. Zhang, if you can save my old man, I will give you a try no matter what. No amount of money will save you."
But he is important."
The doctor just shook his head and bowed in apology.
The light in Old Mrs. Lu's eyes dimmed little by little, but her tears dried up. It wasn't until Lu Jing came in with the medicine that she breathed out again, took it and whispered as if to herself: "Old man
, I’ll give you medicine.”
Lin Jinrong hurried forward, and together with Lu Jing, they tried their best to lift Mrs. Lu up and lean on the big pillow. They used chopsticks to pry open Mr. Lu's mouth. Mrs. Lu fed a tablespoon of concoction into it and then all the juice dripped out from the corner of Mr. Lu's mouth.
At this point, everyone knew that this person could no longer be saved. Lin Yuzhen's eyes went straight, she wanted to cry but did not dare to cry, she just clenched her fists desperately and began to sob softly uncontrollably.
Old Mrs. Lu clenched her teeth, and with trembling hands, she used a handkerchief to carefully wipe away the leaking concoction, and then picked up the spoon again to feed the medicine. She didn't say anything, and she didn't have any special expression. She just kept looking at her.
Persistence. A drop of turbid tears flowed out of the corner of Old Mrs. Lu's eyes. Old Mrs. Lu took a breath, held his hand tightly, whispered in his ear: "Just drink this bowl of medicine obediently."
La. Be obedient."
Lin Jinrong was the closest and could hear these words clearly. The hand that had been holding the chopsticks steadily suddenly trembled, and then got out of hand.
Mrs. Lu gave her a reproachful look, and Mrs. Song leaned over and said, "I'll do it." So the trembling chopsticks never happened again.
Lin Jinrong stood aside, looking down at the two white-haired heads that were put together, and suddenly felt that her eyes were sore and her nose was stuffy. The so-called mutual support may be like this. On the day of old age and death, he can't let her go, and she can't let him go.
, he understands her best, and she understands him best. Although the separation of life and death is sad at this time, they have been happy and bright in the past few decades.
Something pulled her sleeve from behind, and Lin Jinrong turned around, only to see Tu looking at her with red eyes, winking at her desperately, and glancing at Fan Bao in the corner.
Lin Jinrong didn't know what happened in this room earlier. She only knew that it was still too early for Fan Bao to be kicked out. What was going to be done? Even if it was to be done, everyone was now waiting for Mrs. Lu to show up.
How could she go away when she was angry? Before Mr. Lu could get angry, she went over to whisper to the family manager. What should she say if it was seen by others? But there must be a reason for Fan Bao to be so anxious. Lin Jinrong
After glancing at Yingtao in the distance, Yingtao fully showed his clever nature at this time and immediately slipped along the corner with a basin in his hand.
Lin Jinrong stopped caring about things there, took Yi Lang from Pan's arms, who was still sleeping soundly, and quietly waited for Mr. Lu to lose his temper.
Old Mrs. Lu kept feeding the bowl of medicine until it was cold, but she didn't even get half of it. At 3:30, Old Mrs. Lu breathed her last breath in a coma.
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