Chapter 339: Between Quarrel and Crisis

"I've heard patients talk about it, Grandma Wu rest assured, you are very healthy and will live a hundred years."

Mu smiled and comforted Wu Fangmei.

"Just you can talk." Wu Fangmei asked Mu to come closer, and said in her ear: "This woman also has a sister, who used to be a nanny in Lao Chen's house, and in less than a week, Lao Chen died, do you think it's scary?" โ€

Before Mu could answer, Wu Fangmei said again: "Now you see that this woman has Lao Li's medical insurance card in her hand, I think Lao Li will not live for a week, and New Year's Day is when he enters the coffin." โ€

As soon as Wu Fangmei said this, Mu's heart suddenly chuckled, although Wu Fangmei was chattering, but it was also a heart, could it be that what Grandma Wu said today was related to the panic in the office just now?

ใ€Crisis Warningใ€‘More than just suicide?

Li Xiaomei didn't take the medicine for Liu Yue, although she was anxious to say that her sister had confessed, and the old man was in a hurry to take this medicine, and he would take it back at noon.

Grandma Wu was very satisfied with Li Xiaomei's approach, so she stopped nagging, and sat in her seat and chatted with other old ladies with peace of mind.

Mu bypassed the parking lot and crossed Hengyuan Road, came to the flower shop, the flower shop at noon had no business, Liu Mei was turning on her mobile phone to watch Li Jia-Qi's live broadcast selling perfume, and saw Mu pushing the door in, thinking that it was a guest who wanted to buy flowers, and shouted, "Xiao Zhang, there are guests." โ€

Mu asked, "Sister Liu Mei, where is the old money?" โ€

"Old money? I went to Donghaiyuan, I just went there not long ago, what are you looking for him? โ€

"Tokaien? What are you going to do? Again, "Mu Ke really asked knowingly, what else can a dragon old money do when he goes out."

"If Lao Qian doesn't have to go out in the store all day, we are here, sooner or later it is a longevity community, Lao Qian is busy, hehe, anyway, this winter is not peaceful, fortunately, it is not a few days, hurry up." To tell you the truth, I didn't sell many flowers for Christmas, and my business was all taken care of by old money. โ€

Downstairs in Building 9 of Donghai Garden, Lao Qian was scolding the Shanhaijing in front of the elevator, scolding for five minutes, and when Xiao Zhang, who went out later than Lao Qian, arrived with a package, Lao Qian was still bluffing and punching and kicking the air in front of the elevator.

"Boss, boss, what are you doing, waiting for me?"

Xiao Zhang asked flatteredly.

"Wait for you to get bigger, I'm annoyed, others are starting to say that I'm a plague god, our kind of business, if it's too high-profile, it will be gossiped, and the business can't be too good."

Old Qian muttered, his face was dusty, the black cotton was still AJ, but now it was almost the same color as a zebra, gray, black, and white.

"No matter how much it is, we only have business if someone dies, right?"

When Xiao Zhang said this, he didn't get angry about the money, and suddenly reached out and covered Xiao Zhang's mouth.

"I'll just say that you have been with me for so long, it's not as useful as that Mu, it's terrible to be uneducated, people's hearts, it's very complicated, if the business of our kind of shop is too good, it won't scare the people around you to death."

Xiao Zhang is obedient to this school, so he nodded quickly, regardless of whether what he said was right or not, what the boss said was right.

Lao Qian asked Xiao Zhang to press the elevator button again, and the two waited for another ten minutes, but there was still no response. Old Qian is really annoyed now, "This elevator is broken, let's go up." โ€

"Walk up?"

Xiao Zhang saw that Lao Qian was empty-handed, and he would climb a building, and he still had a big bag of Ding Ling in his bag, which obviously would not make a hand when he climbed upstairs.

"Boss, the 21st floor, let's take a look at the elevator on the other side."

"Look at everything, it's all broken." Lai Qian walked into the corridor frustrated and helpless.

On the 8th, 11th, 15th, and 19th floors, I rested for a few minutes before climbing to the 21st floor.

When he walked to the corridor, Lao Qian exclaimed, "The scenery outside this window is really good, the place where the rich live is really good, come and see, look here, the sea over there is as beautiful as in the movie." โ€

Although Lao Qian is in the funeral business, he still has a bit of literary temperament in his bones.

On the contrary, Xiao Zhang's momentum is better than blue, and his mind is full of doing things well, making more money, and he doesn't have to be careful when he recharges the mobile game.

"Boss, everyone is waiting, let's go to work."

Xiao Zhang urged, and Lao Qian also lifted his spirits, usually at this time, the one with the door open in the corridor is basically the dead man's family.

Say that good things spread thousands of miles and bad things don't go out, and when someone dies at home, they like to open the doors and windows, for fear that the whole world will not know that a person is gone.

"Where's the old man?" Old Qian asked.

"Lying on it." It was the nanny Liu Hua who answered the old money.

Old Qian glanced at the nanny and asked, "Huh?" Grandpa Chen, was that also taking care of you? โ€

Liu Hua yawned, "Ah, what's wrong, is there any problem?" โ€

Old Qian shook his head, "No problem, business is good, it seems." โ€

Nanny Liu Hua squinted her eyes and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

"Didn't his son call me, why are you the only one in the house?"

Old Qian asked.

"His son has been here, he went to issue a death certificate, and he will be back in a while, by the way, the mourning hall is set up on the table next to the fish tank, and his son has explained, just keep it simple."

"Okay, it's all on the phone."

After saying that, Lao Qian began to work skillfully.

He walked to the bedroom and looked at Lao Wu lying on it, his body was still warm, but he may have had severe vomiting before he died, the quilt and clothes were extremely dirty, and there was a trace of green vegetable leaves on the quilt.

Judging from these stains, Lao Wu may have been eating before he died.

When Lao Wu's mother died five years ago, it was also the aftermath that Lao Qian helped do, at that time, Lao Wu's body was not bad, and the old lady's funeral was also beautiful, and on the day of the funeral, many friends in Lao Wu's business came.

But now it's Lao Wu's turn, why is there a nanny at home, no matter how you look at it, it's a little lonely.

A neat mahogany furniture in the room, to say the least, is worth **100,000, Lao Wu, rich man, why is it so dirty.

Lao Qian asked Xiao Zhang to ask the nanny if she changed Lao Wu's clothes, Xiao Zhang covered his nose and walked into the bedroom, and whispered: "Why does it smell so big?" โ€

Lao Qian shook his head, he has seen a lot of this kind of scene, but Lao Wu's taste is really a little

"There's probably still dirt on the list, so let the nanny help deal with it."

Xiao Zhang nodded and went out.

Lao Qian put it on and looked at Lao Wu's face, the face was not deformed, but it was very swollen, and further down, Lao Qian found a red mark, like a deep wrinkle, because of sweating and dampness, the surrounding skin was red.