Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 184
"Okay, don't talk about this for now, go in and see the Patriarch."

Leaving Fan Chengfeng and Mu Qiling to go in, the old man was a little worried, so he opened the door first and walked in.

Mu Qiling gave Fan Chengfeng an apologetic look.

They are upright and upright, but the Mu family always falls behind.

But there is no way, although the old man of the Mu family has been given an 'ultimatum' by the doctor, but no one dares to give up his treatment.

Being so cautious made it difficult for Mu Qiling.

Fan Chengfeng grinned at Mu Qiling, forget it, half of the work was done, because such a little sabotage ruined all the efforts, it really wasn't worth it.

However, speaking of which, the Mu family is really awesome. If Mr. Mu used to have a food inspector before eating, wouldn't he be treated like an ancient emperor?
With that in mind, the three of them entered the house.

It is very spacious and bright. In one sentence, it is low-key luxury and connotation.

Fan Chengfeng has used the drift bottle for so long, and there are eighty if not a hundred pieces of antique porcelain and the like in his hands. Even if he didn't figure it out, he can be regarded as someone who has eaten pork and seen pigs run away.

The vases, porcelain, tables, chairs, benches, and decorations placed in the old man of the Mu family are all antiques! ! !

Well, in fact, if you really count, there are really not many decorations that are not antiques in the entire Mu Mansion.

This is the background of a big family that has experienced ups and downs for hundreds of years, just look at the disapproval expressions of Mu Qiling and the old man.

Fan Chengfeng reckoned that these things had been placed here since Mu Qiling was born.

Fan Chengfeng's forehead began to be covered with cold sweat, and Mu Qiling's forehead also had it. The main reason was that the temperature in the room was too high.

In the room, it can be said that the heating is turned on to the maximum. If it were an otaku inside, he would pass out within 2 minutes, which would not be much lower than the temperature of a sauna.

The layout of the whole room is very simple, but without losing a kind of elegance.

The old man was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face like gold paper.

Mr. Mu is only 70 years old this year, but his head is all white, and the wrinkles on his forehead are like ravines, even when he is asleep, they are still twisted into the word Sichuan.

The face is firm and resolute, with a majesty of its own.

Mu Qiling took a wet towel and wiped the sweat from the old man's forehead. Even though the movement was very slight, the sleeping old man still twitched.

Seeing this situation, Mu Qiling's eyes immediately turned red, and even the old man turned away.

People suffering from diseases are really suffering. Few people like Mr. Mu would bear it.

Mu Nanping had a hard life all his life, and managed to lead his family to rejuvenate, but he still did not escape the torment of serious illness.

It can be said that this old man worked so hard to bring the broken Mu Mansion back on track, but he fell ill before enjoying the blessing for a few days.

Before dying, the old man had been lying in bed for at least a year.

With the ability of the Mu family, they invited famous doctors from all over the world. They tried both at home and abroad, but they still couldn't cure the old man.

Because, this is a congenital deficiency, the root of the disease that fell from the womb, like a towering tree that looks strong but in fact its roots have rotted, and it has been properly nursed until it collapses until now.

Mu Qiling's eyes were red, and she wiped the sweat from her forehead for her grandfather. Just as she was about to get up, Old Man Mu woke up slowly on the bed.

"Qi Ling, don't worry about grandpa."

It was very difficult for the old man to speak, he was trembling, and he even couldn't speak clearly.

There are only five days left before the seven-day limit that the doctor said, and no one knows that the old man will not be able to hold on before that, and there is not much time left for Fan Chengfeng.

Mu Qiling hurriedly put the towel aside, held Grandpa's hand, and said tearfully, "Grandpa, you will definitely get better."

However, Mr. Mu shook his head slowly, "Your grandfather and I have tasted all the ups and downs in our life, and our children and grandchildren have also enjoyed the family happiness. We have gone through the troughs and peaks, people, you must be content."

Mu Qiling panicked in her heart immediately, why does this sound like she is explaining to future generations?

She couldn't help looking at Fan Chengfeng, but the latter showed a slightly reassuring expression.

Mu Qiling had no choice but to continue listening to her grandfather.

"Grandpa has traveled so long in his life that even he feels tired."

"If you want to say that in this life, there is only one thing that you regret the most."

"I haven't seen my little Qiling get married in a wedding dress yet,"

"But, I can't wait anymore, and grandpa doesn't want to wait anymore, so just treat yourself like a grandpa and break your promise."

As the old man babbled, Mu Qiling was already in tears.

"When you get old, your sleep becomes shallower. Xiao Qiling, you haven't introduced the friend you brought to me yet."

Mr. Mu wanted to reach out to wipe away the tears from his granddaughter's eyes, but failed several times, and could only give a helpless wry smile.

As Li Daoyuan said before, Mr. Mu is basically at the end of his life.

Hearing the old man asking about himself, Fan Chengfeng stepped forward and said softly to the old man, "Boy, Fan Chengfeng, I met old man Mu."

Mr. Mu narrowed his eyes until there was only a line left, and Fan Chengfeng could tell that he was probably looking at himself.

After a long time, Old Master Mu asked with satisfaction: "Cheng Feng, what's the reason for Kui Ye's visit?"

Even though he was lying on the bed and couldn't move, Mr. Mu still remained clear in front of outsiders, as if he had become the all-powerful head of the Mu family again.

"Cuye came here, especially for your condition, old man."

Mu Nanping looked at Fan Chengfeng in surprise, and then gave a wry smile.

Even that old man Li Daoyuan can't do anything about it, you, a little baby, forget it.

"The old man is not even afraid of death, why don't you want to wait another two days?"

Hearing Fan Chengfeng's words, Mu Nanping was stunned.

Such words, which seem to be explaining the funeral, really show that Mu Nanping has let go. As he said before, he has tasted the ups and downs, and enjoyed the glory and wealth. The rest of this life is boring. It's better to go back.

However, Fan Chengfeng needed the old man to have the desire to live. No matter what, he was planning for a rainy day.

"Officer Mu is young and straightforward, and is easily deceived. You still need to watch her."

"Furthermore, as an outsider, the boy can still see that there is a turbulent undercurrent hidden behind the seemingly peaceful Mu Mansion. If you let go and go home at this time, wouldn't decades of painstaking efforts come to naught?"

What Fan Chengfeng said was convincing, but Mu Nanping laughed out loud.

"If the old man doesn't want to break his promise, then wait a few days for the boy."

Fan Chengfeng's speaking skills had actually seen Mr. Mu's situation all over.

　The author is playful and messing with things, so I update it so late, I admit my mistake.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)