Ji Mianmian was wearing Murong Mian's coat, which fell to the ground at some point.
She felt as if the doctor's voice was suddenly very far away. She saw his mouth moving but could not hear him speak.
"It's a miracle that the old gentleman can survive until now. In addition, yesterday, he forced us to increase the dosage of medicine and insisted on announcing his will. In fact, his body can no longer bear the dosage of medicine. Now... there is nothing we can do. Sorry, please forgive me!"
The doctor bowed to them and bent down.
Murong Zhihong's vital signs have completely disappeared. He has survived so many times, but after all he has not survived this time.
Ji Mianmian turned to look at Murong Mian. His face was calm and calm, as if this was a predetermined outcome. There was nothing strange and there was no need to be sad.
Murong Zhihong's life and death was indeed of no importance to them.
However, after all, he was an old man that we had spent some time with. He was not a treacherous person. On the contrary, he was actually a very kind and good person, but he was a little too soft-hearted and confused.
Ji Mianmian had never disliked him. For such an old man to suddenly die just like that, Ji Mianmian always felt uncomfortable.
In the past, Ji Mianmian always felt that this old man seemed to be very resilient. He had survived several rescues, so he should be fine this time.
However, who would have thought that he would not always be so lucky.
In fact, not everyone is like this. Things are unpredictable and life is unpredictable. Whoever closes his eyes today will be able to open them tomorrow.
Ji Mianmian's heart was sour, her lips curled up, and she wanted to speak, but suddenly there were exclamations in her ears: "Madam, madam..."
Ji Mianmian quickly turned around and saw that Mrs. Murong had fallen down.
After hearing the news, Mrs. Murong, who had been silent all night, couldn't hold on and fell down and fainted.
Ji Mianmian ignored the surprise and rushed to help Mrs. Murong. Her hands and feet were cold and her breath was weak. Ji Mianmian was startled and shouted: "Quick, the doctor, come and take a look."
The doctor quickly asked the nurse to help Mrs. Murong into the ward, examined her, and gave her an injection.
The doctor said: "Madam was overstimulated and overly sad, which led to her fainting. The injection given to her has a calming and hypnotic effect. I hope she can have a good rest."
Murong Mian said: "Thank you doctor."
He hadn't slept all night, his eyes were bloodshot, his voice was hoarse, and he looked haggard.
The doctor actually felt strange, why did Randy, the son, not seem particularly sad when his biological father died
But seeing how haggard he was, the doctor thought to himself that he probably had some idea of his father, and his mother must be extremely sad. If he was falling, wouldn't the Murong family be in chaos at this time
Thinking about it this way, the doctor felt that the young man in front of him was quite responsible and took the overall situation into consideration. It was really good to suppress the sadness of his father's death to support the overall situation.
If Murong Mian knew what the doctor was thinking, he would definitely say: You are thinking too much.
The doctor sighed and said: "Master Randy, don't be too sad. After all, my husband's body is too weak. To put it bluntly, leaving is also a relief for him. Let's arrange the funeral arrangements for the old gentleman. Bar."
Murong Mian nodded: "I know, I will arrange it."