While looking at Xingjiao, his eyes caught sight of his mother who was busy going about her business. She never looked at him, as if the living person here was nothing but air!

He can be kind to the eldest brother, the third child, and the fourth child. Even the eldest sister-in-law can get special care, but he seems to be superfluous.

Their eyes suddenly met, and Lin Ling couldn't ignore the hatred in his eyes. She simply went up to the second floor, and saw that Dr. Liu's door was still closed. It had been a long time since the morning, and he didn't want to eat lunch, so she went up Knocking gently: "Doctor Liu, are you hungry? Do you want me to bring you some food?"

quiet!

Lin Ling panicked and pushed inwards. When she saw Doctor Liu lying on the bed facing her with a peaceful expression, she forgot to breathe for a moment and moved nervously.

She knew that people in ancient times had short lives, and living to seventy was considered a long life, but she just couldn't accept it.

She checked her pulse and listened to her heartbeat in disbelief, and finally collapsed on the ground unable to do anything.

Da da da.

There were urgent footsteps at the door.

Gu Panxue learned to hear her mother's voice and ran up according to her sixth sense. Tears came out of her eyes first: "Mom? Master? What's wrong?" No matter how precocious she was, she was still just a child, not to mention that her precociousness was a bit pretentious. Element.

Seeing her master like this, she lay down on the quilt and cried loudly.

The cry was too penetrating. Yang Wen, who was still cutting medicine in the back street, suddenly stopped moving and the knife scraped his index finger, leaving a trace of blood.

"Why are you so careless?" Feng Xiu hurriedly went to get the medicine, and when she touched the medicine box, she saw Yang Wen dashing towards the door in despair, and she quickly followed.

Gu Panxing also went up to the second floor. This was not the first time he saw his mother crying. But in the past, her crying was always pretending. Her tears were not so big, her nose was not so red, and she would not bite her lips to hold back her tears. , but yelled.

Such a mother gave him an indescribable feeling. She was flesh and blood?

No longer a vicious woman.

Yang Wen heard the cry coming from upstairs and walked three or four steps at a time. He wanted to fly up. But when he got to the door, his steps were slow and he didn't dare to face the facts. He turned around and saw Feng Xiu following him. He was painful after learning what happened. With such a look, he could no longer deceive himself, turned around and threw himself beside the bed, wailing: "Master!"

Gu Panxing didn't have much impression of Dr. Liu and watched indifferently. Hearing the patients coming downstairs, he kindly went downstairs and told them to go elsewhere for treatment.

The news of Dr. Liu's death quickly spread throughout the streets, and soon more than a dozen people gathered downstairs, all offering to help.

Lin Ling could only wipe her tears and pull Yang Wen up. When she saw Gu Panxing sitting reading a book, she said softly: "Please comfort my sister. I'm sorry to bother you."

trouble? Gu Panxing did find it troublesome. Birth, old age, illness and death were normal. But when Lin Ling brought it up, he felt depressed and a pressure made him uncomfortable.

But at this time, Lin Ling and the others had already gone downstairs. He could only go forward first and pick up Gu Panxue, whose eyes were swollen from crying and could not calm down: "Doctor Liu's death at the age of seventy was the end of his life. There is no need to be so sad."

It was fine without comfort, but she cried harder when comforted.

Hearing the bursts of crying, Lin Ling felt sad again. She sniffed and said, "Brother Wang and Brother Li, please go and carry the coffin back. Yang Wen, here, change Dr. Liu's clothes."

"it is good."

Yang Wen responded feebly.

Elderly people will prepare their funeral arrangements in advance. The coffin is prepared and placed in Yizhuang early, and the clothes are bought in advance and cut from fine brocade. They used to fit perfectly, but now Dr. Liu’s bones have shrunk. , appears spacious.

Put on good clothes and clean your face, put a little red rouge on your face, and look the same as when you were alive.

Lin Ling and Yang Wen finished almost crying.

Gu Panxue cried herself to sleep.

Gu Panxing got some free time and went downstairs to see them all busy and asked, "Do you want any help?"

"Yes." Lin Ling answered quickly, and Gu Panxing, who had really studied for this matter, came: "Write an obituary." Yang Wen didn't have time to say, so he looked at his wife: "Xiu'er, come here. "

Feng Xiu nodded while holding her belly and looked at Gu Panxing: "I can't say it well..."

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Panxing interrupted: "Just say it."

"it is good."

Everyone was busy, and many fellow villagers, old and young, joined in unknowingly. Most of them were spontaneous.

The coffin was placed in the medicine hall. After setting up the mourning hall, the aunts also prepared dinner. After the meal, a few people stayed to guard the mourning hall, and the rest went home and came back the next morning.

That night, Lin Ling and Yang Wen sat in front of the mourning hall, unable to say a word.

At dawn the next day, Yang Wen and Lin Ling greeted the guests, and they could only go to Wei Dachui's house to express their condolences.

Knowing that they were sad, Gu Panxing agreed happily, and when he arrived at Wei Dachui's house, he saw a sharp contrast with the row of wreaths at the entrance of the medicine hall.

If it weren't for the coffin inside, you wouldn't even know it was a mourning hall. There were no funeral flags or people offering condolences. After entering, you could only see a couple with two children.

"Who are you?" Mrs. Xue couldn't remember whose relative this was, but she just thought it looked familiar.

"Gu Panxing, the second son of Gu Yunting and Lin Ling." After Gu Panxing introduced himself, he took the incense on the desk and lit it. He stood and nodded as a courtesy before putting the incense on it.

"Why didn't they come?" Wei Dachui still asked. He had obviously agreed yesterday, but now the mourning hall was empty, which made him feel a little sad for Wang Yu. At least Wang Yu protected her daughter for her, right...

"Doctor Liu passed away." Gu Panxing said calmly, "I want to go back to help, so I'm leaving first."

Wei Dachui couldn't find his voice for a long time. He saw the other party turning back without answering. He looked at Mr. Xue: "Shall we go there?"

"Don't." Madam Xue looked at Wei Yi, who was wilting in his arms: "Let's bury Wang Yu first and then go help. Otherwise, if he keeps it here, it will stink."

Wang Yu's parents didn't care. They were still willing to bury the person, which was considered conscientious enough.

Wei Dachui nodded: "Okay, I'll call someone."

No wonder no one came. Dr. Liu has been in the town for decades and many people have been treated by him. They must have passed away.

At this time, Lin Ling was too busy in the medicine hall.

When Bai heard about this, he came over. Seeing that Lin Ling didn't understand, he took care of it and arranged the matter carefully.

When Father Lin and Mrs. Yang heard about it, they changed into clean clothes and came with Little Orchid.

They had only heard about the girl for a long time, but now they saw Lin Ling's change with their own eyes. The two old men were moved to tears and joined in to help.

With help, things went on in an orderly manner.

Gu Yunting came to the town entrance and heard about this. He parked the carriage in the showroom and followed Mrs. Yu, Li Wuniang, Liu Zhaodi and Gu Xiaomin.

"grandmother!"

Gu Xiaomin ran straight towards Bai.


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