1887 The Mo Family Girl 3

Old Seventeen really deserves to be the most caring with himself, every word is what he wants to say.

Soon another person said: "I don't think there is any need for election at all. The Mo family's family rules clearly state that if the chief elder is gone, then the deacon elder will continue to be the chief elder. I think, Seventh Brother It's the new Great Elder!"

"Yes, we choose the seventh brother!"

"Seventh brother is fair enough to set an example for us! I agree with him to be the first elder!"

Many people agreed.

The old man stroked his long beard and said, "Since everyone says so..."

When he was talking, suddenly, someone on the side let out a sneer.

"I really didn't expect that the second brother was so kind to everyone. Now, before he passed away, you guys were pushed to the ground by everyone. You really let the dog eat your conscience!"

An old man was instantly furious.

"Old Thirteen, what do you mean?"

"Mynah, I don't mean anything. Big guy, I haven't even seen the second brother now, so I just listened to the seventh brother and said that the second brother is dead. I'm afraid it's hard to win people's trust, right?"

"Hehe, Thirteenth Brother, what you say makes sense. Now, I'll invite everyone to see Second Brother."

After finishing speaking, Mo Qingchen took everyone to a small courtyard behind the mansion.

It is very quiet here, and there are more than a dozen maids waiting on it, and the environment is not generally good.

Lao Jiu has already said: "Old Thirteen, look, how dedicated the seventh brother is to the second brother!"

Mo Qingchen picked up the curtain and walked in.

"master!"

The maids all knelt down.

"Let's all go out."

On the brocade couch in front, lay a tall, but scrawny old man.

His face was like golden paper, his eyes were sunken, and he couldn't breathe at all.

Someone stepped forward to take a look and exclaimed.

"Second brother, isn't it already..."

"Ugh."

Mo Qingchen let out a long sigh.

"The second brother has been ill for half a year, and the younger brother has searched for famous doctors in many ways, but after all, he is unable to recover..."

That Mo Shisan had already gone up at this time, and felt the pulse of the Great Elder Mo Yuanfang.

Sure enough, there was no pulse at all.

If it weren't for the muscles still maintaining their elasticity, they would be dead.

The old man had already said at this time: "I see, I can prepare the funeral for the second brother."

"no!"

Mo Shisan stood in front of Mo Yuanfang at this time.

"I think the second brother is not dead yet, he is still alive! Even if there is only a glimmer of life, we can't give up hope!"

"Haha, old thirteen, according to what you said, it seems that everyone is looking forward to the death of the second brother. Don't be a good person here, it's not your turn to be charged."

Mo Shiqi sneered and said, "Don't forget, the second brother's daughter refuses to come back to see the second brother. What are you charging here?"

"Wait her back and didn't come back?"

"Well, when the second brother was sick, I already sent a message to Qingwan, but she has never heard from her. Maybe she doesn't care about the second brother's illness."

"Is she still angry with her second brother?"

Mo Shisan said to himself.

"My daughter doesn't care. I think you shouldn't be a good person here."

"That's right, it's better to prepare the funeral for the second brother quickly, and let the second brother go to the ground in peace. This way, our Mo family can also get on the right track earlier."

"Old Thirteen."

Mo Qingchen said very painfully: "I also know that your relationship with the second brother is the best, but you have to admit the reality. I have invited the most famous doctors and pharmacists in the world, but they can't cure them all. The second brother's illness. If you don't believe it, you can ask them for proof one by one. Now, let's let the second brother go with peace of mind. "