Lao Shiqi is indeed the most considerate person to me, and every word he says is what he wants to say.
Soon another person said: "I think there is no need to elect at all. The Mo family's family rules clearly state that if the great elder is no longer here, then the deacon elder will continue as the great elder. I see, Seventh Brother He is the new Great Elder!”
"Yes, we recommend Seventh Brother!"
"Seventh brother is fair and can set an example for us! I agree that he should be the great elder!"
Many people expressed their agreement.
The old man stroked his long beard and said, "Since everyone says so..."
While he was talking, suddenly, someone next to him sneered.
"I really didn't expect that my second brother is usually so kind to everyone. Now, he hasn't passed away yet, and you guys are pushing him away. I really let the dog eat my conscience!"
An old man suddenly became furious.
"Old Thirteen, what do you mean?"
"Ba Ge, I don't mean anything. You guys, you haven't even seen the second brother in person now, and you just heard from the seventh brother that the second brother is dead. I'm afraid it's hard to win people's trust, right?"
"Haha, Thirteenth Brother, what you said makes sense. Now, I would like to invite everyone to go and see Second Brother."
After saying that, Mo Qingchen led everyone to a small courtyard behind the house.
It's very quiet here, and there are more than a dozen maids waiting on you. The environment is not generally good.
Lao Jiu has already said: "Old Thirteen, look how devoted the seventh brother is to the second brother!"
Mo Qingchen lifted the curtain and walked in.
"master!"
The maids all knelt down.
"Everyone, get out."
On the brocade couch in front, there lay a tall but skinny old man.
His face was as golden as paper, his eyes were sunken, and he was not breathing at all.
Someone stepped forward to take a look and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Second brother, isn't this already..."
"well."
Mo Qingchen let out a long sigh.
"My second brother has been ill for half a year. My younger brother has been looking for famous doctors in many ways, but in the end, there is nothing he can do to save his life..."
That Mo Shisan had already gone up and felt the pulse of the great elder Mo Yuanfang.
Sure enough, there was no pulse at all.
If the muscles hadn't maintained their elasticity, they would have been dead.
The old man had already said: "I think we can prepare the funeral arrangements for my second brother."
"no!"
Mo Shisan stood in front of Mo Yuanfang at this time.
"I think the second brother is not dead yet, he can still be saved! Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, we can't give up hope!"
"Haha, Old Thirteen, from what you said, it seems like everyone is looking forward to the death of my second brother. Stop pretending to be a good guy here. If you do, it won't be your turn."
Mo Shiqi sneered and said, "Don't forget, the second brother's daughter doesn't even want to come back to see the second brother. What are you doing here?"
"She didn't come back after trying to hold her back?"
"Well, when my second brother first became ill, I already sent a message to Qingwan, but I haven't heard from her at all. Maybe she doesn't care about my second brother's illness."
"Is she still angry with her second brother?"
Mo Shisan said to himself.
"I don't care about my daughter. I think you should stop pretending to be a good person here."
"That's right, it's better to prepare the funeral arrangements for the second brother as soon as possible and let the second brother be laid to rest. This will also allow our Mo family to get on the right track as soon as possible."
"Old Thirteen."
Mo Qingchen said sadly: "I also know that you and your second brother have the best relationship, but you also have to admit the reality. I have invited the most famous doctors and alchemists in the world, but they can't cure them all. Good second brother's illness. If you don't believe it, you can ask them for confirmation one by one. Now, let's let second brother go with peace of mind. "
