Chapter 692: First Lady of the Ming Dynasty 【53】
The person who was knocked down scratched his head and said, "Madam, I just saw her at the fountain in the garden..."
Before he could finish the last word, Sister Xu turned around and was about to run away, but he stopped her again and asked in a low voice: "Sister Xu, what are you asking Madam about? Has something happened again?"
Now everyone in the Ming family is in panic, and bad things happen all day long.
Sister Xu didn't want to tangle with him anymore, so she threw away his arm and said quickly: "Just now, the hospital called again, notifying the old housekeeper of critical illness. Don't stand in my way. I have to tell my wife quickly. If I miss something,
Neither you nor I plan to stay here any longer."
After saying that, he hurried away and ran to find Lan Shan.[
Not long after, I saw Lanshan and Misha not far from the fountain.
Sister Xu, dressed roughly, said: "Madam...just now...& there was another call from the hospital just now."
The smile on Lanshan's face froze instantly: "What did you say?"
Now when she heard about the hospital, her heart felt like it was being tugged. She was always afraid of hearing the news she least wanted to hear.
"The hospital...the hospital sent a critical illness notice, saying...that the old housekeeper will not survive for a month, and asked to prepare for the funeral." Sister Xu said the words in one breath.
Lanshan's body swayed and her legs became weak. If Misha hadn't stretched out her hand to support her, she would have collapsed on the ground.
Lanshan's hand grasped Misha's arm tightly, her lips trembled a few times, she wanted to speak but couldn't. The blood on her face faded, and she became frighteningly pale.
The phone call in the morning said that the old housekeeper might die at any time and he didn't know when he would wake up.
But at that time, Lan Shan still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, at least... at least the hospital didn't definitely say it was going to die.
Now, only three or four hours have passed, and people are said to have reached the point where their fuel is exhausted.
Seeing that Lanshan could faint at any time, Misha felt very worried. She supported her body with one hand and asked Sister Xu: "Did the hospital say anything else?"
She didn't know what to ask, but Misha always felt that there was something strange about this matter, even though everything seemed normal and nothing out of the ordinary.
But...she still felt as if something had been ignored.
Sister Xu shook her head: "No more... I just informed you to prepare for the funeral, and didn't say anything else."
Chapter completed!