"Okay, we're here!" Murong Fei hurriedly said.

Her heart was raised, worried about Grandpa Mo's safety.

The taxi quickly took them to the county hospital, and she was the first to run to the emergency room.

"How's Grandpa Mo doing?" She asked, grabbing a small nurse standing outside the emergency room.

"You're a family member of Inkpool, aren't you? Hurry up and sign it! The little nurse took out a stack of documents for Murong Fei to sign.

Critical illness notice, Murong Fei saw these words at a glance.

Her heart chuckled, and she signed it hard, this kind of document can't be left unsigned.

When she signed it, the door to the emergency room opened, and the doctor walked out.

"Are the family members here?" The doctor asked.

"I am, what's the situation with Grandpa Mo, you tell me." Murong Fei asked.

"The situation is very bad, he was beaten to the point of blood in the abdomen and chest, and he is so old that he is afraid that he will die on the operating table if he has surgery. Our capacity is limited and we can't save it, so we recommend that you transfer to the hospital. The doctor said.

"Okay! That goes to the best hospital. Murong Fei said.

"Nurse, give them a transfer form." The doctor commanded.

One nurse gave Murong Fei a transfer order, and two nurses pushed out the inkpool with oxygen.

Ink Chi raised his hand when he saw Murong Fei, and Murong Fei walked to Ink Chi's side in a few steps.

"Grandpa, I'll take you to the best hospital, don't worry. It's going to be fine. Murong Fei comforted the ink pool.

Mo Chi's eyes looked at Mo Chen again, and the words escaped from the corners of his lips with difficulty, "Good boy, help me take care of Mo Chen, I can see that you are a good boy!" My passbook is on me, and the money is all for you. Mo Chen, my grandson, you want. ”

Before the old man could finish his words, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Doctor, hurry up!" Murong Fei hurriedly called the doctor.

The doctor examined the inkpool, "Hey, if you have anything to say, you can't save it!" ”

"Don't! Please save him! Murong Fei begged the doctor.

"Girl, I've done my best, to be honest, it's no longer possible for him to come, I'm trying my best to delay until you come. Even if you go to a tertiary hospital, there is no way to do this, hey! The doctor said.

Murong Fei took Mo Chi's hand, "Grandpa, don't worry, I will take good care of Mo Chen!" Take care of him like a brother. ”

Ink Pool shook his head, "Treat him, he will be fine, he will be fine!" ”

"Okay, I'll treat him." Murong Fei agreed.

Inkpool nodded, and a large amount of blood gushed from the corners of his lips.

The doctor took a flashlight and shone the pupils of the ink pool, the pupils had already diverged, and he shook his head helplessly, "Let's take care of the old man's funeral." ”

Murong Fei's tears couldn't help but roll, after being reborn, she always felt that she could control everything and change everything, this time it was like a heavy blow to her, letting her know that even if she was reborn, she had something she couldn't control!

She asked Su Xiao to help find someone from the funeral company to handle the funeral for the ink pool.

Mo Chen is still living in his own world, and he doesn't know what happened to his grandfather?

Murong Fei asked Mo Chen to kowtow to the ink pool four times, and asked the funeral company to bring the people back to the ink pool's home, and in the countryside, people still have to be suspended for three days before they can be sent to be cremated.

She had no choice but to ask for leave from Gong Ximo to help Mochi handle the funeral.

When Mo Chen returned home, he went back to the second floor to paint as usual.

Murong Fei hired someone to cook and entertain the villagers who came to worship Grandpa Mo.

Su Xiao and Tian Sijia have always been by Murong Fei's side.

Murong Fei's eyes flashed as he looked at the entire wooden building, and when they left, what should this wooden building do? It's a cornucopia!