Chapter 368 End

"Father! Father!" Lu Zhuan looked nervously at the motionless on the couch, and his face was purple. Mr. Lu, who had fallen into a coma, burst into tears. Lu Jianzhong reminded him that he would wake up as soon as he heard Mr. Lu gasping, but he had always been very careful and had never heard anything strange at all. Why did it suddenly get worse?

Fan Bao rushed in and said, "Come on, third master, there is medicine in the box on your left hand. Take it out quickly and give it to the old master."

Lu Jianjian cried with tears. When he saw the box, he was so nervous that he couldn't open the lid. Seeing the situation, Fan Bao was so anxious that he simply took it by himself and commanded Lu Jian: "Get the old man up quickly." After saying that, he had already grabbed a bag of powder from the box, took a bamboo tube, and loaded the powder and blew it into Master Lu's nose. He shouted again, "Where's the ginger juice?" Sesame oil! Hurry up!"

Lu established quickly reacted and roared, "Send it in quickly! Aren't these things always available?

As long ago, Si Yao Tongzi came in with sesame oil with ginger juice, and Fan Bao didn't care about anything else. He picked up the chopsticks and pry open Mr. Lu's mouth and told Lu Jian: "Give!"

Lu Jian had never done such a thing. He shook his hands and feet and held a bowl to pour sesame oil into Mr. Lu's mouth, but he was too nervous. Most of a bowl of sesame oil was spilled out and flowed everywhere. Seeing this, Fan Bao was in a hurry. He grabbed the bowl and made it by himself. He finally finished pouring the rest of the sesame oil. Both of them were sweating heavily. The first aid measures have been completed, but Master Lu shows no sign of improvement at all. He is still unconscious and his limbs are cold and stiff.

"What should I do?" Lu Jian established a sad face and didn't know what to do.

If I had known this, I should have woken up the old man before, but now there is no way. Fan Bao's face was gloomy, regretful and panicked. His legs under his robe and the hands in his sleeves trembled uncontrollably, and he tried to say in a calm tone, "Except for that time, it was saved like this. The old man is a lucky man, and he will definitely be fine.

The time he said... refers to the time when Lu Jianzhong sucked sputum for Mr. Lu, and the auspicious man, in other words, it is up to fate.

Lu established tears flowed all over his face... He covered his sleeves with shame and whispered, "It's my unfilial." At that time, he was just in a panic. He didn't expect that the method of sucking phlegm was useless for him. It was not as good as Lu Jianxin to be an official in the reading club, and it was not as good as Lu Jianzhong, who could do business and support his family... He would please his father and save his father's

Fan Bao was silent for a moment, and suddenly made up his mind. The medicine boy said, "Go out and see why the doctor hasn't come?"

The drug boy was stunned and ran out desperately.

Fan Bao grabbed Lu Jie's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Third master, this is not the time to cry.

Look..............." He put his hand on the edge of the bed under Master Lu and whispered, "Third Master... It's urgent. Tonight, I came here specially in response to the old master's order. Now the old man is sick... I might as well do what he ordered earlier. What do you think?" He asked Lu Lu's meaning, but his hand had been pressed on the carved pattern on the edge of the bed.

With a soft sound, a small door popped up from the edge of the intact couch. Lu Jue was so shocked that he let go of his sleeves and nervously leaned over to have a look. Fan Bao took out a letter with fire paint from it, handed it over with both hands, and said seriously, "Third master, please put it away. This is what the old master arranged a few days ago... If there is a dispute in the future, let it prevail."

That's the will. It's about the distribution of the family's property. Lu Jiao was so shocked that he didn't dare to pick it up. He said in a trembling voice, "No, this should be handed over to my mother." Send it to him in this way... Who will believe it when he takes it out? If everyone is satisfied, it's okay. If they are not satisfied, don't they all have to suspect that he has done something?

It's still so cowardly at this time. Fan Bao was so angry: "It's urgent. You can take it first!" On the Double Ninth Festival, the old master invited the clan to come to dinner, and he also gave them a copy. This is just a basis.

Lu Jie still thought left and right. There was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the door, but it could not be delayed any longer. Fan Bao quickly closed the dark box, grabbed Lu Zhi's arm, and shook it vigorously: "Third Master!" Sooner or later, the comer had already walked to the door quickly. Lu Qian couldn't, so he had to stuff the letter into his arms randomly.

The doctor was very familiar with Master Lu's condition. He came in and groped for a while, and sighed gently: "The tooth soap and alum are used to blow the nose, the sesame oil is filled with ginger juice, and the needle is applied. Everything that needs to be done has been done. Now I can only try it with saliva."

Lu Jie and Fan Bao looked at each other in consterance and saw the panic in each other's eyes.

"How's it going?" The curtain was vigorously lifted from the outside. Lu Jianzhong rushed in with his clothes and rushed in. He was still chasing Song, carrying a shoe in his hand: "Sir, your shoes."

When the husband and wife saw Mr. Lu's appearance for a moment, they were stunned. They rushed over together, shouted people, and shed tears. Lu Jianzhong shouted three times without seeing Mr. Lu answer. He immediately grabbed the doctor and roared, "What's the matter? Why are you just standing still?

The doctor sighed: "The disease of phlegm is difficult to cure. After taking the medicine, you will do your best and know your destiny.

Lu Jianzhong let go of him, regardless of the smell of Mr. Lu's lips stained with sesame oil and powder, and sucked phlegm from Mr. Lu mouth to mouth.

It was just a moment, and there was a lot of noise in the yard, but all the rooms and courtyards were awakened and rushed over. Mrs. Lu was helped in and saw the scene at a glance.

Lu Jianzhong was in loose clothes, with only a thin long shirt. He stepped on the ground with one foot bare, and one foot was not wearing socks. He was holding Mr. Lu's head regardless of the dirt. He sucked desperately, and his face turned red. He didn't know whether it was sweat or tears, and his face was full. Although the Song family beside him was not untidy, he was also dressed very thinly.

And Lu established, like a frightened rabbit, stood there in a daze. When he saw her come in, he was in a trance. He ran over and kowtowed down and cried, "Mother, my son is unfilial."

Mrs. Lu suddenly understood that the big thing was not good. Lu Jianzhong finally gave up his persuasion, knelt to the ground in his soul, and cried, "My son is unfilial."

Mrs. Lu said "Alas", and her whole shoulder and waist collapsed. She quickly took two steps to the edge of Master Lu's couch. She sat down and grabbed Master Lu's cold hand and only shouted, "Old man..." Then she burst into tears and couldn't say anything.

At the beginning, the whole room sobbed high and low, persuasion, and asked. The person who cried the saddest was Lin Yuzhen, who cried like a child and fell into Mother Fang's arms. Lin Jinrong was wrapped in a heavy hood cloak. While wiping his eyes, he looked at the situation in the room one by one, but he happened to meet Fan Bao, who was hiding in the shadow of the corner. Fan Bao's expression was very gloomy, but with some inquiry and pleading.

Lu Jing glanced over, Lin Jinrong withdrew his eyes indifferently, wiped the corners of his eyes, and went forward to help Mrs. Lu: "Grandma, let's listen to what the doctor says first."

A cluster of small flames suddenly lit up in Mrs. Lu's turbid eyes. She looked at the doctor eagerly and said, "Mr. Zhang, if you can save my old man, no matter how you always ask you to have a try, no amount of money is not more important than him."

The doctor just shook his head to plead guilty.

The light in Mrs. Lu's eyes faded little by little, but her tears dried up. It was not until Lu Jing came in with the medicine that she breathed gently and whispered to herself, "Old man, I'll feed you the medicine."

Lin Jinrong quickly came forward and worked with Lu Jing to help Master Lu up and lean on the big welcome pillow. He took the chopsticks to pry open Mr. Lu's mouth. Mrs. Lu fed a tablespoon of medicine and the corners of Master Lu's mouth flowed out.

At this point, everyone understands that this person can't be saved. Lin Yuzhen's eyes were straight. She wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry. She just clenched her fist desperately and choked in a low voice uncontrollably.

Mrs. Lu clenched her teeth, trembling hands, took a handkerchief to wipe the juice flowing out of the old man Lu, and picked up the spoon to feed the medicine again. She didn't say anything, and she didn't have a special expression. She just kept insisting. A drop of turbid tears flowed out of the corners of Mr. Lu's eyes. Mrs. Lu took a breath, grasped his hand tightly, and whispered in his ear, "Just drink this bowl of medicine obediently. Be obedient."

Lin Jinrong was the closest to him and heard this clearly. His hand holding the chopsticks suddenly shook, and then it was out of control.

Mrs. Lu looked at her reproachfully. Song leaned over and said, "I'll do it." So the trembling of chopsticks never happened again.

Lin Jinrong stood aside, looked down at the two white-haired heads gathered together, and suddenly felt that his eyes were sore and his nose was blocked. The so-called mutual help may be like this. On the day of his old age, he can't bear to part with her, and she can't bear part with him. He knows her best, and she knows him best. Although life and death are sad at this time, they have been happy and bright in the past few decades.

Something pulled her sleeve from behind. Lin Jinrong turned around and saw Tu Shi looking at her with red eyes. He desperately winked at her and glanced at Fan Bao in the corner.

Lin Jinrong didn't know what had happened in this room earlier. All she knew was that it was still very early before Fan Bao was forced out. What was she going to do? Even if she wants to do something, now everyone is waiting for Mr. Lu to get angry. How can she go? Before Mr. Lu was angry, she came over and whispered to the house's stollor, which fell into the eyes of others. What should she say? But there must be a reason why Fan Bao was so anxious. Lin Jinrong glanced at the cherry in the distance. At this time, the cherry fully showed its intelligent nature and immediately slipped along the corner with a basin.

Lin Jinrong no longer cares about the things over there. He took over Yilang, who was still sleeping, from Pan's arms, and quietly waited for Master Lu to calm down.

Mrs. Lu's bowl of medicine was fed until it was cold, but she didn't feed half a bowl. At three o'clock, Master Lu took his last breath in a coma.

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