When he rushed into the emergency room, Mrs. Lin had already been covered with a layer of white cloth, and the medical staff were preparing to push him out and send him to the morgue.
"Don't move yet, I'll take a look!" Tang Feng shouted loudly.
He threw himself on the gurney, pulled away the white cloth, and checked the patient's condition.
At this moment, Mrs. Lin's eyes were slightly closed, his face was cyanotic and sallow, and his expression looked so calm.
And peaceful.
Tang Feng has seen too many patients, and naturally he has also seen many patients who died before there was time to treat them.
Many of them looked like this when they passed away, calm and without a trace of ripples on their faces.
"No breathing, no pulse." Tang Feng thought to himself.
He has already made a diagnosis for Mrs. Lin, and his diagnosis is the same as the one given by the doctor.
That is, the old man is dead and has gone to the west.
Under this situation, there is almost no rescue value. Even if Tang Feng's master, the old miracle doctor, is present, there is probably nothing he can do.
Despite this, Tang Feng still took out the silver needle and performed some rescue operations.
His wonderful first aid technique of Gubenpeiyuan Acupuncture was used quickly, but after acupuncture, Mrs. Lin had no reaction at all.
He still lay there motionless and emotionless.
When a person dies, it is like a lamp going out, which is a feeling of death and silence.
Tang Feng knew that he could not save the old man even if he tried his best, so he had to sigh and gave up treatment.
In Mr. Lin's situation, I am afraid that only a fairy doctor can come down to earth and perform a resurrection technique or give him a magical elixir to save him.
Although Tang Feng learned exquisite medical skills and was highly skilled, he was still a mortal after all and did not have such abilities.
"Grandpa has passed away, and there is no point in doing anything. Please forgive me and accept the change." The little nurse next to him comforted him.
"Yeah, I know." Tang Feng nodded towards her.
There was only a little regret on his face, but no sadness.
Because he knew very well that Mr. Lin's death was the result of nature. Birth, old age, illness, and death are the cycles of nature, and no mortal can escape it.
The old man lived for a hundred years, and now he dies in the hospital, which can be regarded as the end of his life. Therefore, this is not a funeral, but a happy event.
When he thought of this, he breathed a sigh of relief and didn't feel so regretful.
"Master Tang." At this moment, Jia Sidao came over from behind and whispered.
Tang Feng turned around and looked at him calmly.
Jia Sidao looked at Old Mrs. Lin and then at Tang Feng, with doubts in his eyes.
Tang Feng understood what he meant and said: "The old man left, he passed away peacefully, and his life was complete."
Jia Sidao said in surprise: "Can't he be saved? Your medical skills are so good, you should be able to cure him." Tang Feng shook his head and said: "It can't be saved. He was already gone when I came. He is like this
It's not a disease, but death from old age. Death from old age is almost the same as sudden death. It is without warning and irreversible. He is so old. Even if there is hope to save him, he will not live long. Mortals in the world,
No matter who you are, you will go through this. Don't look sad and sad. Mr. Lin has lived for a hundred years. He is already old. He passed away without any pain. This is a happy event, not a bad thing.
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Jia Sidao nodded and said: "Yes, he really died at the end of his life. I rarely see old people like him."
Tang Feng said: "He is indeed passing away peacefully now, but if he is harmed by Cao and the others, he will leave with resentment. Let's inform his family and let them hold a happy event."
For some reason, when Old Mrs. Lin left, he felt a lot more relaxed, as if a stone weighing on his heart had fallen to the ground.
However, he was still regretful that Mr. Lin did not stay up until the afternoon after all, because he said that after six o'clock in the afternoon, he would truly reach the threshold of 100 years old, and there were still a few hours left.
Mortals are mortals after all. When they reach an advanced age, many things are no longer under their control, and they are no longer in control of themselves.
No matter how powerful you are in the world, whether you are rich and wealthy, or how powerful you are in your country, you will end up like Old Mrs. Lin, dying in a hospital bed.
Only those who cultivate immortality can transcend the secular world, prolong life, and even become immortal.
So you have to step up your cultivation, practice hard, and that is the way to live forever.
After a while, Mrs. Lin covered her with a white cloth again, and the nursing staff pushed her out of the emergency room.
When the Lin family saw the old man at the door, they all screamed and cried to death.
But I don’t know if they are showing their true feelings or if they are just acting on occasion.
What kind of tragedy is it when a son wants to be raised but his relatives are not there? The Lin family is full of descendants, but how many are truly filial?
"Hello, are you Mr. Tang Fengtang?" At this moment, a very respectable middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came over and greeted Tang Feng politely.
Tang Feng nodded and said: "Yes, I am Tang Feng. Who are you? Do you have anything to do with me?"
The man replied: "Hello, my name is Hou Peihua. I am a lawyer hired by Mr. Lin to handle his estate. I am looking for you because I have something important to inform you."
"What?" Tang Feng asked in confusion, thinking that since he was not a member of the Lin family, what did it have to do with the handling of Mr. Lin's inheritance. Hou Peihua said: "The thing is like this, yesterday the old man came to me to draw up a will. This was the last thing he did before his death."
A will is also the only one. I see that you are all here. In this case, I will read out the will so that you will not ask me if I want one later.
Let me explain it to you."
After speaking, he opened his briefcase and carefully took out a piece of paper. Then he read directly to everyone according to the words on it: "I, Lin Yuqiu, hereby give all the property in my name to my savior Tang for free.
Feng, including an old Shikumen house on West Street, with a total area of 1,200 square meters, a deposit of 6.7 million, 80 antiques, and related items in the house
I will give it to him together, and the descendants of the Lin family will not have any objection."
"It was signed yesterday. The will was written by him himself. It has his handprint and seal. I am a witness and property execution lawyer. There is no doubt about the authenticity of the will. Mr. Tang, congratulations, you are Mr. Lin
The sole heir to the property."
He managed to put away the will and shook hands with Tang Feng.
Tang Feng was stunned on the spot.
He never imagined that Mr. Lin would give away all the property in his name to himself, leaving not a penny to his descendants.
Jia Sidao, who was standing aside, was also shocked. Old Mrs. Lin actually gave away tens of millions of his family property to an outsider who had nothing to do with the Lin family. Not only them, but everyone in the Lin family also exploded.