1901 They really have an unspeakable secret
Ji Mianmian hung up the phone and rushed back to the bed. She looked at Madam Murong, her heart filled with worry and fear. He and Murong Mian were here to help her get more assets. Now that they had gotten their hands on the assets, what would they do if this person really died? They might be misunderstood by others. If someone said that the husband and wife had joined forces to murder Madam Murong, then they would really be wronged to death.
Ji Mianmian watched as Madam Murong had difficulty breathing. Her heart rate and pulse continued to drop, and she became very anxious.
Ji Mianmian was worried and paced around the room."Doctor, is there any way to make her more awake?"
"No." The doctor shook his head."She missed the best time to detoxify herself."
Originally, after dealing with Mrs. Jones, if Murong Mian had brought her out of the basement as soon as possible, she could still have been saved. However, brown had arrived. With his delay, the best time for treatment was gone.
Ji Mianmian wanted to tear brown into pieces. If she had known earlier, she would have dealt with them in the basement. She could only blame herself for being soft-hearted.
Halfway through, Madam Murong opened her eyes once. However, she was still unconscious. She kept calling out,""Landy ... Landy ... My son ..."
"Hold on a little longer," Ji Mianmian said hurriedly."He'll be back soon, very soon ... He'll be back soon ..."
Right now, she was very sympathetic to Madam Murong. Her husband and son were both dead, and now she was standing on the line of death. Although her husband was not her biological son, she probably would not think so much when she saw that face in her unconscious state.
Murong Mian only returned after about half an hour. During this time, Madam Murong was on the verge of death several times, but she managed to pull through.
The doctor sighed."She's holding on with her last breath. She still has an unfulfilled wish, so she's unwilling to leave. However, she can't hold on much longer."
Ji Mianmian's eyes reddened. Was there really no other way?
Madam Murong was actually a good person. She should not have died.
Just as Ji Mianmian was panicking, Murong Mian returned.
"Hubby, hubby, hurry, hurry ..."
Murong Mian lowered her head and glanced at Madam Murong. His eyes were still cold. His hair and shoulders were wet from the mist.
"I'm back,"he said.
Madam Murong seemed to have really heard his voice. She opened her eyes after a while and looked at Murong Mian's face. Her eyes were red and two drops of tears fell."Landy ..."
Murong Mian didn't say anything. After a while, she said,"You know very well that I'm not."
Ji Mianmian was taken aback. She poked Murong Mian's shoulder from behind. 'Even if this isn't the time, you should still pretend to be a good grandson. Don't let him leave with regrets.'
The expression on Madam Murong's face was extremely mournful and tears silently flowed from the corners of her eyes.
"But you ... You ... Are my son ..." He said.
Ji Mianmian blinked. 'Is Madam Murong really Delirious?'
"I'm not,"Murong Mian replied faintly.
Madam Murong's face was pale and her eyes were filled with tears. She sobbed,""I know ... You hate me, but can't ... Can you forgive me? I really didn't do it on purpose ..."
Ji Mianmian was shocked. 'Damn, what does that mean? could there really be some unspeakable secret between them?'
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