Chapter 809: : Prepare for funeral

It has been two days, and the rain in Wushan Mountain has not stopped.
The patter of light rain has made this villa named Wushan even more hazy and beautiful.
This villa named "Mist Cool" is also the most dazzling building in the Wushan villa area. It is not how magnificent it is, but it is the oldest among the many buildings.
This building is a typical European castle-style building. It was built at the highest altitude of Wushan Mountain adjacent to the coastline. It faces the sea on both sides. The terrain is dangerous and magnificent. Therefore, it has become a landmark building of Wushan Mountain.
The "Mist Cool" architectural style is simple, smooth and delicate.
There are closets, elegant wooden escalators, floors and wall skirts. The rooms are small and bright, and the living facilities are complete. Open the windows and you can see the vast sea.
There are wide lawns, rockery, and fish ponds in the southwest, which set off the elegance and uniqueness of the main building.
It is said that this villa was built for his beloved wife by a member of the European royal family who traveled here more than 100 years ago.
But no one would have thought that during the construction of the villa, the man's wife died of a sudden illness, so the owner of the villa he prepared for his wife could not move in.
Later, the owner of the villa changed one after another. So far no one knows who the owner of this villa is.
Until half a month ago, a group of people came to take care of this villa. It is said that the old owner here sold the house again.
People took care of the inside and outside of the villa, bought new furniture, cleared the garden and grass...So, a few days ago, the villa welcomed a new owner.
At this time, an inconspicuous black car slowly drove towards "Mist Cool" and finally stopped in front of its courtyard.
The car stopped, and an old man with gray hair got down in the car. The smoggy butler hurriedly went out to greet him: "Old Meng, you are finally here."
"What's the kid doing?" The old man, known as the old man, had white hair, but his face didn't look like he was in his early fifties.
"It's Miss Shen Jia..." After that, the housekeeper believed that the old man already understood the key to the problem.
"Take my medicine kit." Elder Meng finished his command and turned to leave first.
The butler took the medicine kit handed by the driver, and hurriedly followed, for fear of taking a step or two and neglecting the father.
Entered the courtyard and went upstairs.
I heard the man’s angry roar: "You can’t save yourself alone, so what kind of doctors do you have?"
Then there was a thumping sound...
"Shen's girl is sick?" Old Meng frowned and asked as he walked.
"Yes. I am in a coma. The doctors are helpless, so I dare to invite you to grow old. If there is something wrong with the girl in the Shen family, I am afraid it is our young master..." The housekeeper is not worried about Shen Lingxi or death. Live, he was worried that their young master would be affected by Shen Lingxi's life and death.
The steward is one of the three survivors of the Long Family. He is a person who has experienced life and death with Dragon Wing. He knows what Dragon Wing has experienced this year.
Now their master has finally gotten up, and finally has the capital for revenge. They can't tolerate others sabotaging their plans.
"Go! Go to death!" As the man roared, a doctor in a white coat was thrown out.
The doctor rolled around and got up. It was neither entrance nor retreat standing at the door. The Lord Yan was angry, and they really didn't dare to provoke him.
"You go down first." Meng Lao saw such a violent scene as soon as he arrived, he couldn't help shook his head and sighed.
The doctor saw that the old man was coming, almost as if he saw a living Bodhisattva, he almost cried with joy: "Old man, you are here."
"Go down." Elder Meng waved his hand and walked to the door. Just when he reached the door, a water glass flew out of the house and hit him on the forehead.
He quickly took a step back, successfully avoiding the fatal blow, but his soul was almost gone.
Snapped--
The cup hit the wall and broke to the ground.
"Meng Lao..." The butler reacted slowly, and when he realized that he was going to help Meng Lao, Meng Lao pushed him away.
Elder Meng said sternly: "You stinky boy, did you even kill me?"
As soon as the old Meng's voice came out, the irritable man in the room instantly calmed down a lot. He looked back and said: "Why are you always here?"
"I'm not coming, you are going to kill people, do you think I can't come?" Old Meng walked into the room and waved to the remaining two doctors to go down. He sat in the doctor's seat and replaced Shen Lingxi, who was dying on the hospital bed. diagnosis.
With the presence of Meng Lao, Dragon Wing's heart has fallen by half. A year ago, Meng Lao was able to save him who was seriously injured, so Meng Lao will surely save Shen Lingxi, a dead woman a year later.
That woman has such a vicious heart, she can sell her body at all for the benefit of the family. Such a dirty and lowly woman will not die so easily.
Yes, a scumbag like her, a woman like her who doesn't have a face, should have a very hard life, which is so easy to die.
After busying for a long time, the veteran Meng injected the last injection into Shen Lingxi's body before he turned his head to look at the dragon wing standing aside like a sculpture.
Dragon Wing squeezed his fist. Although he tried to calm himself down, he still couldn't hide his nervousness when questioning: "Meng old man, she..."
Elder Meng gave him a fierce look and said unceremoniously: "My little ancestor, the injury of the girl in the Shen family is not healed. She has caught a cold and is tossed about by you. Seeing that she can't live like this, you Can prepare for her funeral."
Prepare for funeral!
These words exploded on the dragon wing like an atomic bomb, exploding his mind, reason and soul to pieces.
"No, no...impossible!" Dragon Wing murmured unconsciously.
She owes me so much, why should she die?
She was a tool he caught to vent and make up for the past. Before paying off the debt she owed, she was not even qualified to die.
"Anyway, if you hate her so much, you can let her go to death. You have died a hundred, and all the accounts between you are cleared." Meng said while packing up the injections, speaking very lightly.
"I forbid her to die! She must live for me! She must live to repay my debt." Dragon Wing had scarlet eyes, like a beast's hair that lost his mind.
"Little ancestor, it's not that I don't save Shen girl, but that you want her to die. I can't do anything." Old Meng shook his head and sighed.
Only he dared to talk to Dragon Wing with this attitude.
Dragon Wing punched the wall with a heavy blow, and roared: "I want her to live, she must live... a woman like her, who has done so many nasty things, I definitely can't let her die so easily."