This time, the best doctor in the sanatorium, An Jingran, was invited. This doctor's family has been a Chinese medicine practitioner for several generations, and later his father sent him to study in Europe to study advanced Western medicine. However, An Jingran's favorite use of traditional Chinese medicine is usually used to treat people.

After checking the pulse of Sang Zhi, An Jingran frowned and said: "Recently, the young lady's mood has fluctuated too much, and she has had a miscarriage once, and her body bones are already weak, so it is likely that there will be dystocia, and there will be heavy bleeding." ”

"Is it safe to have a C-section?" Lin Yaran grabbed An Jingran's hand and asked emotionally. Her grandson and daughter-in-law must not make any mistakes!

"C-section is harmful to pregnant women, and caesarean section is not recommended." An Jingran shook his head.

"What then?" Lin Yaran was a little dazed.

"I'll prescribe a few pairs of Chinese medicine for the young lady, and you give her a dose on time. Don't let her get any more irritated these days, and it's best not to let her know any bad news about the young master. An Jingran instructed, and at the same time he had already opened the prescription.

"Thank you, Dr. Ann." Lin Yaran took the prescription and said gratefully. After a few seconds, Lin Yaran asked again, "Do I just need to give Zhizhi Chinese medicine?" Is there anything else that needs to be done? And Zhizhi, when will she wake up? ”

"Don't worry, the young lady just couldn't accept the truth for a while, so she fainted, and she will wake up soon. According to the prescription I gave you, take it once in the morning, noon and evening, and the situation will improve within three days, and then wait patiently for a smooth delivery. Yasujing said. In fact, the effect of traditional Chinese medicine is not so fast, but the prescription is improved by himself, so the effect has increased several times.

"Yes, yes, I will definitely do what Dr. Ann says. I'm sorry to bother you today. Lin Yaran said respectfully. Although her old man's rank in the army is already very high, she still has to be respectful and orderly. Because although An Jingran has no rank in the army, his medical skills are superb and his medical ethics are noble, so he naturally has a very high prestige in the eyes of the masses.

"It doesn't matter. If nothing else, I'll go back first. After Yasujing finished speaking, he left.

Because Menbian'er had been living outside before, she didn't know anything about things in the army, so she didn't understand why Lin Yaran would be so polite to a doctor. After An Jingran left, he pulled Lin Yaran aside by the door and asked quietly, "Second grandma, who is that doctor?" How can you speak to him with such a respectful attitude? ”

"Shhhh Don't talk about me, even your grandfather has to respect him a little. Lin Yaran pointed to the tip of her nose by the door and said dotingly.

"Oh." The door sighed thoughtfully, still a little incredulous that such a young man could be so powerful.

When Sangzhi woke up, it was already night. Wu's mother boiled a bowl of bird's nest and brought it to her to drink. But as long as Sangzhi thought of the two corpses lying in the living room, his chest was stuffy, and he couldn't eat anything. Despite Wu's mother's repeated dissuasion, the mulberry branch still did not enter.

In the end, Wu's mother really had no choice, so she had to call Lin Yaran. But she, who is a mother-in-law, is good at persuasion, but she did not persuade Mulberry Branch.

The door was so sad that he wanted to be alone and quiet, so he was not in the house at the moment. Since Sang Zhi really didn't want to eat, Lin Yaran had to send her out on the grounds of letting Wu's mother take the bird's nest away. Now there are only two people left in the house, Lin Yaran and Sang Zhi.

"Zhizhi, poor child, you have really suffered these days!" Looking at Sang Zhi's pale face, which was only the size of a palm, Lin Yaran's heart was filled with distress. Sang Zhi shook his head and said that it was not hard. Being able to marry Shaoting doesn't know how many lifetimes he has cultivated, this should be a very happy thing.

Lin Yaran smiled bitterly, holding Sang Zhi's head dotingly, and then neither of them spoke.

"Mom, what are you and Dad going to do with Shaoting and Lei Gang's bodies?" After a long time, the mulberry branch broke the silence in the air.

Lin Yaran looked at Sang Zhi's haggard little face distressedly and said, "Funeral." Give them two a beautiful funeral, and we must not be ashamed of our family. Lin Yaran stopped and thought about it when she said this, and then added, "Menbianer likes Lei Gang, Lei Gang also likes Bian'er, although the two of them haven't gotten married yet, but let Lei Gang join our family as Bian'er's fiancé, I think Bian'er will definitely agree." ”

"Mom, do you really think Shaoting is ...... Gone? "Mulberry can't accept this fact in any way. Everything felt like a dream, not real at all.

"The corpses are all here, can there be any fake?" Lin Yaran said resolutely, a trace of panic flashing through her eyes.

"But I still don't think Shaoting is dead." After a long time, when Lin Yaran was almost asleep sitting on the edge of the bed, Sang Zhi muttered quietly.

The next morning, the door was returning from the company. He was going to prepare for the funeral of his son. They turned the living room into a mourning hall, with an enlarged black-and-white photograph of Men Shaoting and Lei Gang in the center. Many business partners came to pay their respects. Sang Zhi and the door were only responsible for crying on the side, and they didn't care about greeting these customers.

And the matter of greeting customers was handed over to Menzheng and Lin Yaran.

The mourning hall came and went, and many of them came to curry favor with Menzheng, wanting to take this opportunity to climb the big tree of Menzheng. There are also a lot of rhetoric on the surface, but behind the scenes they want to stab the door. For example, the one below.

The door just happened to send away a person who had come to climb the relationship, and an old man dressed very strangely appeared in the mourning hall. The old man was about fifty or sixty years old, dressed in a Tang costume and old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, and the hair on his head was gone. The small eyes of the thief are shining brightly, which makes people think that this person is very shrewd and not a good stubble.

Sure enough, as soon as this person entered the door, he began to uncover the scar on the door. "Ouch, brother Men, you said that you have been shrewd all your life, crawling around in the mall, busy for most of your life, and accumulating such a big family business, don't you want to pass it on to your son when you are old! But now that Ling Gongzi is gone, what's the use of you wanting such a big family business? If you die, there will be no one to inherit you! Ay! I really feel sorry for you! ”

After the old man finished speaking, he pretended to wipe his tears with the corner of his clothes.

Sang Zhi, who was sitting on the side and crying bitterly, couldn't stand it anymore. Who is this old man? Are you so happy that someone has died of their son? If this happens to your family another day, see if you dare to say something cool like today!

Sang Zhi wanted to rush up and scold this old man who was older than others, but his quality was not as high as that of a primary school student. At this moment, the door was speaking.

"Brother Zhang, don't worry. Even if you voluntarily kneel on the ground and kowtow to me three times and call me grandpa three times, I will not give you one of my sons to inherit. After the door was finished, the corners of his lips had a sneer, like the young court of the old man.

Mulberry Branch's eyes lit up, and his heart blossomed. It's really a father and son, and the tone and demeanor of their speech are so similar. It's just that maybe I'll never see him again.

"You-" The old man in the Tang costume was a little enraged by the door, his old face was so white that the boss couldn't say a word.

"Hehe, Brother Zhang, just kidding, don't take it so seriously! It's not good to get angry with yourself. I am dead, no one inherits the property, the matter is small, you are dead, the bones are not cold, and your three sons are fighting for your family property. In order to seize the family property, there are not a few incidents of brothers killing each other. After Menzheng finished speaking, he covered the corners of his mouth with his hand and smiled.

The old man in the Tang costume was so angry that his eyes were about to fall to the ground. His face turned blue and white with anger. Angrily threw the paper money in his hand on the ground, stomped his foot and walked away.

"Brother Zhang, go slowly, don't send it!" The door is behind a leisurely smile and a wave of hands.

When Sang Zhi saw this scene, he really loved his father-in-law. His performance just now was exactly the same as that of Men Shaoting, and even surpassed it. Presumably when he was young, he also fascinated the hearts of countless ignorant girls, right? Her mother-in-law, Lin Yaran, is really lucky to be able to marry him.

Sang Zhi suddenly wondered how his mother-in-law and father-in-law got along. Blind dates should have been popular in their era, right? But this is just the children of ordinary people, like them, big families, are more open-minded, and there are many free lovers. When Lin Yaran first married Men Zheng, would she feel that her man was very bad and black-bellied like when she first married Men Shaoting?

Seeing the performance of the second master just now, he almost didn't laugh at the door. If it weren't for the fact that this was the scene of the mulberry incident, the deceased was still the person he loved, and his stomach would have hurt from laughing at the door.

"Hey, do you think that the second master is very cute?" He asked in a whisper by the arm of the mulberry branch by the door.

"Of course, my father-in-law is the cutest!" When Sang Zhi said this, his little face turned a little red.

After Zhang resolutely left, the door was spitting fiercely behind him. This old man Zhang is not a good thing. On weekdays, when doing business with yourself, you like to play tricks, and you don't like to listen to what you say, and you often go against yourself. Maybe he is one of the masterminds behind this conspiracy.

"Ah Zheng, who is this person?" Lin Yaran pulled the door aside and asked in a low voice.

"Dog thing!" There was no one here, and the door was let go as he spoke, and he scolded happily when he was angry. When he scolded like this, Lin Yaran almost laughed. After so many years of marriage, Lin Yaran heard the door scolding for the first time.

"This person is here to stir up trouble, don't be too angry." Lin Yaran patted Menzheng's chest and comforted.

"I'm angry not because he's messing around, it's because this old man isn't a good thing. Fight against me everywhere in business.,Love to play tricks.。 But not only was I not crushed by him, but I became stronger and stronger, and this person was so popular that he became extremely popular. If I'm not mistaken, maybe he's one of the big bosses of the whole thing. Menzheng said.

"So you mean it's not just a mastermind behind this?" Lin Yaran suddenly became vigilant.

Menzheng nodded and said, "Yes." I've already had people investigate, and it's likely that there's one more person behind the scenes. But this person is so mysterious that I sent many people to look for it but couldn't find it. ”

Lin Yaran's eyebrows tightened, and she instantly felt that this matter was getting more and more complicated.

Because when the body was found, the deceased had been dead for more than two days, and it had been placed at the scene of the disaster area for another day, and it was the fourth day that it was delivered today. There was already a smell on the corpse, and if I didn't sell it quickly, I was afraid that it would rot. Therefore, Menzheng decided to let relatives and friends come to mourn one day today, and bury him tomorrow.