The front door of the Murong family's manor was extremely lively. Many celebrities from the business or political circles in Jiangnan City and even the province rushed here to check on Murong Yuan's condition.

It is a pity that there are no visitors to the Murong family today, and everyone is blocked out.

Most people return disappointed.

Many celebrities in Jiangnan City are already secretly guessing that once Murong Yuan dies, the power structure in Jiangnan City will definitely change again. This time, I don’t know who is happy and who is crying.

When Liu Mang and others arrived at the gate, they were still stopped.

Even though Murong Yanran was married from the Murong family, she was blocked from the door.

But when Mo Qingcheng took out a small sign, the security guards immediately let Liu Mang and the others in.

After entering Murong's house, Murong Yanran was quite curious, "Miss Mo, you seem to have many secrets."

Lin Ziyue said with a smile: "I think Mrs. Lin, you are more concerned about my sister. In fact, that is all in the past, and there is nothing to care about."

Murong Yanran said: "Although I am also curious about her, I am more curious about how you and Liu Mang got together. Judging from your words and deeds, if my guess is correct, you should already be together.

?"

Murong Yanran had been paying attention to Liu Mang and Mo Qingcheng just now. The two people were very close to each other. They looked at each other in the eyes without hiding anything and it was easy to understand them.

Mo Qingcheng smiled slightly and acquiesced.

Murong Yanran couldn't help but glance at Liu Mang, where did this hateful guy pick up such a beautiful woman like Mo Qingcheng?

Liu Mangte is innocent. I was not the one who provoked Mo Qingcheng. It was the beauty Mo Qingcheng who tricked me. We are together, okay? I am the victim.

Of course, on the one hand, you are a victim, and on the other hand, you are also getting a big deal.

The manor that the Murong family entered for the third time was neither big nor small. It was still some time away from the house. Murong Yanran turned to ask about another thing, "Liu Mang, what did you say to Lin Changtian just now? He

His face became so ugly?"

"There are some things, Sister Yanran, it's better you don't know."

"You said that, and I want to know even more. What is going on? Are you going to tell us what happened?" Murong Yanran covered her mouth mid-sentence, and gave Mo Qingcheng a wary look. Oops.

Okay, why did you spill the beans in front of others?

Liu Mang said: "She is not an outsider. Sister Yanran, you don't have to hide it. Besides, strictly speaking, there is nothing wrong between the two of us."

Mo Qingcheng didn't care about Liu Mang and Murong Yanran's affairs, "We are going to the main house soon. Whether you can cure Murong Yuan or not depends on you, Liu Mang."

Liu Mang nodded.

When she was about to meet her grandfather Murong Yuan, Murong Yanran also put away her cute smile and put on a serious look.

The three people quickly arrived at the main house. Not far from the door, stood a middle-aged man, smoking a cigarette. When he saw Mo Qingcheng, his eyes immediately lit up, "Miss Mo!"

Mo Qingcheng smiled and said: "Long time no see."

The man's name was Murong Hong, Murong Yuan's youngest son. When he saw Mo Qingcheng, his frown relaxed a little, "Yeah, it's been a long time since we last seen each other. It's been five or six years. Dad, he often talks about you.

You can look at him before he dies, and you will be thoughtful."

"You actually seem to think that the old man's situation is not optimistic enough."

"Not only are we not optimistic, we have run out of gas. We want him to be treated in the hospital for further treatment, but he insists on coming home, saying that if he dies, he has to die at home."

As he spoke, Murong Hong's eyes became wet. He took a deep breath and tried not to let his tears flow down.

At this moment, a heartbreaking cry suddenly came from the room: "Dad, please don't leave..."

Hearing the sound, Murong Hong dropped the cigarette in his hand and rushed into the room.

Upon seeing this, Liu Mang and others quickly followed.

Liu Mang quickly arrived at the main room. There were many people crowded in this room, and many of them started to cry.

There is a bed at the back of the room, and an old man with gray hair is lying motionless on it.

The only person who has the qualification to stay by the bedside is a man in his fifties. He is holding the old man's hand and crying heartbrokenly.

Not a single tear was shed.

Without paying much attention to the guy who was pretending to cry, Liu Mang squeezed through those people and quickly came to the bedside. He stared at the old man carefully and said, "There is still a trace of breath. Thank you for coming in time."

The man who was pretending to cry saw Liu Mang running out and glared at him, "Who are you?"

Mo Qingcheng followed Liu Mang and said to the man: "His name is Liu Mang, and he is the doctor I invited for the old man."

"It's you, Mo Qingcheng! Even if you come here, what will happen? My father's condition cannot be cured unless he is a god. Now that he has left, you have nothing to do here, so leave immediately.

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Liu Mang said: "Who said he was dead? How could I see that he was still breathing?"

After he finished speaking, Liu Mang put a hand on Murong Yuan's chest. Inner energy burst out from his palm, and he pressed his palm down slightly and then raised it sharply.

"Ahem..." Murong Yuan, who seemed to be dead at first, suddenly coughed violently and came back to life.

Seeing this scene, the crying and crying in the room immediately stopped, and suddenly became very quiet, with only Murong Yuan's coughing sound.

After a brief period of confusion, Murong Hong was ecstatic and rushed to the bedside to grab Murong Yuan's hand, "Dad, you are still alive, still alive. You scared me to death just now!"

Murong Yuan turned his head and looked at Murong Hong with difficulty. He wanted to say something, but unfortunately he couldn't say it because he was too weak.

Liu Mang opened his clairvoyance eyes and stared at Murong Yuan, "The ribs were broken, but they failed to heal. They were severely suppurated and inflamed. Moreover, the lung lobes showed signs of being punctured, and there were also concurrent infections, which led to the failure of many organs throughout the body, especially the

It is not an exaggeration to say that the heart is exhausted. But luckily I met you and it was cured."

The man who faked crying was Murong Yuan's eldest son, named Murong Tu. Hearing this, he shouted at Liu Mang: "What nonsense are you talking about? My father's condition can still be cured. Are you a god?"
Chapter completed!