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Upon hearing the signal, the doctor and nurse rushed to the hospital, and three or five people rushed directly into the ward.

Mu Beichen immediately changed his face, showing sadness and anxiety, "Doctor, please help my grandfather."

The doctor walked to the hospital bed, looked at the breathless old man, and then looked at the monitor next to him, his nerves tightened immediately.

The nurse had prepared the cardiac defibrillator, and Mu Beichen and Qin Ku were pushed out of the ward.

Another rescue is underway inside.

The ward where Uncle Zhong lives is not far away, two doors away from the ward of Mr. Mu, he rushed over as soon as he heard the sound.

Uncle Zhong walked to hide from Shan, the years left traces of wrinkles on his kind face, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, the color of his pupils began to fade, and his sparse gray hair was like withered grass dyed by frost and snow, making him old. The attitude is vividly displayed.

For a moment, Uncle Zhong's vision blurred.

He shook his head and finally saw the road and the people ahead. Mu Beichen and Qin Ku stood at the door of the ward with panic expressions.

Uncle Zhong walked over, "What's wrong with the master?"

Seeing Uncle Zhong's haggard face, Mu Beichen hurriedly went to help him, bowed his head and said nothing, but showed a very sad expression.

Uncle Zhong's heart trembled and he staggered.

"Is there something wrong with the master? I want to go in and see the master."

Mu Beichen pulled him, not letting him in.

Upon seeing this, Qin Ku stepped forward and persuaded: "Big Brother Zhong, the doctor is trying to rescue him. Don't be impulsive."

"Master...Master..." Zhong Bo's elderly body softened and he almost fell.

Mu Beichen supported him, "Uncle Zhong, I know your current mood, and we are also very worried about Grandpa, but the doctor will not let us in, so we can only wait here."

"Master Feng knows?" Uncle Zhong's voice was deep, choked and hoarse.

Mu Beichen shook his head, "My sister-in-law is not in good health now, I dare not disturb my brother."

Xu Yan stayed up for a few days and fainted, and now she needs someone to take care of her.

"No, you have to inform Master Feng." Zhong Bo took out his cell phone in a panic and immediately called Mu Nanfeng.

The call was answered quickly.

Uncle Zhong hurriedly said: "Master, something went wrong here in the hospital, please come over quickly, master he..."

The phone hung up before finishing speaking.

Uncle Zhong knew that Mu Nanfeng must be on his way here.

The sound of clicking the heart intermittently came from the ward, and the doctor's anxious sound came out.

Uncle Zhong's eyes were hot, and he looked at the cold wooden door with tears.

Five minutes later, Mu Nanfeng arrived at the hospital.

He rushed all the way, seeing Bo Zhong's haggard appearance, Mu Nanfeng stepped forward, wanting to inquire about Elder Mu's situation.

The next moment, the doctor walked out.

Everyone looked at the doctor nervously. The doctor was very sad, pursed his lips, and sighed heavily, "The patient died after being rescued. The death time was 11:59. I'm sorry...We have done our best, family members. ……I am sorry for your loss……"

The doctor personally announced the news of the death.

Everyone "cocked" in their hearts, and their eyes were dull. Zhong Bo's body's center of gravity suddenly became unstable and he fell straight down.

"Master...no..." Uncle Zhong's tears rolled in his eyes and flowed down the sideburns.

"Master won't die, Master can't die, Master... he won't die..."

Mu Nanfeng rushed into the ward, looking at the pale and bloodless old man on the bed, tears flickering in his deep eyes.

He held the hand of Mr. Mu and obviously felt that Mr. Mu's body became stiff and cold.

Mu Nanfeng didn't say anything, so he looked at Mr. Mu quietly for a long, long time.

Others were crying and howling by the hospital bed, the news of Mu's family soon learned.

In the middle of the night, everyone rushed to the hospital, feeling sad about the death of Mr. Mu.

This time, those seven aunts and eight aunts did not make any more noise.

Although everyone is usually not very harmonious and complains about certain behaviors of Mr. Mu, he is still a family. Mr. Mu suddenly died like this, and some people are also very sorry.

Of course, there are also some people who are indifferent by nature who choose to sit on the sidelines and have no feeling for the death of Old Man Mu, and there is even a hint of secret joy.

For a while, some people in the ward were indifferent, some were crying bitterly, some were regretful, and some were secretly cheering and cursing in their hearts.

The old man Mu has high morals, and the loss is naturally to be dealt with. There is no doubt that this heavy responsibility falls on Mu Nanfeng, the Patriarch.

Mu Nanfeng cared about funeral matters every day, and couldn't take care of other things at all.

When Xu Yan knew about this, Mr. Mu was already in the coffin.

She stood by the coffin every day, regretting that she hadn't been able to see Mr. Mu for the last time and was not by his side when he went west.

People of the older generation are all concerned about leaving a whole body after death, so Mu Nanfeng did not choose to cremation.

Mu Nanfeng and Xu Yan spent all their energies on the funeral. They were so busy that they could not sleep and sleep well every day.

The death of Mr. Mu shocked the entire imperial capital. Mr. Mu was the most prestigious and powerful person in the business family.

Everyone has deep respect for him.

Hearing that Mr. Mu had passed away due to illness, many people came to visit and expressed their distress.

When Lu Zixuan heard about this, he rushed to Tianlan Jinyuan as soon as possible.

Mu Nanfeng was in the study at the moment, looking through the books that Mr. Mu used to read.

A servant came to report that Mu Nanfeng learned that Lu Zixuan was visiting and ordered his servants to take Lu Zixuan to the outdoor balcony. He would arrive later.

Lu Zixuan led him down to the open-air balcony, waiting quietly by himself.

Looking around, the gardens of Tianlan Jinyuan are full of white roses, and the people are also wearing white clothes.

Lu Zixuan sighed, heartbroken Mu Nanfeng very much.

As a good friend of Mu Nanfeng, he knew how important Mu Nanfeng was to him.

Father Mu suddenly passed away, and it must be very sad to want to come to Mu Nanfeng.

Lu Zixuan's heart suddenly hurt.

To be honest, he is very nervous now, and a little afraid of seeing Mu Nanfeng who is sad, but he is a little looking forward to seeing him, and wants to do his best to comfort Mu Nanfeng.

If he could do something for Mu Nanfeng at this time, he would be better off.

Lu Zixuan waited in a complicated mood, but he waited and waited. He waited for about ten minutes without waiting for Mu Nanfeng.

Instead, wait for an uninvited guest.

A tall man came to the balcony and was surprised to see Lu Zixuan pretending to be.

"Hey, are you?"

Lu Zixuan looked at the man in front of him and saw that he was wearing white clothes. He probably guessed that it was Mu's family, so he politely said, "Hello, my name is Lu Zixuan, and I am a good friend of Mu Nanfeng."

"Are you waiting for my brother?"

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