This is an important thing.

It would not be good if Old Mrs. Song continued to sink into this state and became deeply troubled by hysteria.

"Okay, I, an old man, have no choice but to do this. I'll go and ask Junior Master to come. You stay here and take good care of Xiao Qi's grandmother. You know, hysteria carries the same risk of self-harm as it does of harming others!"

"Don't worry, we will be very careful."

Under the noses of two "professionals" Shen Yao and Qin Cheng, basically nothing dangerous will happen.

Therefore, Lin Bing was not that worried.

I don’t know how long it took.

Suddenly there was a loud rumble in the sky.

Old Mrs. Song, who was originally sitting quietly, suddenly stood up from the stool!

Everyone quickly stood up.

Everyone followed the old lady's gaze.

Sure enough, he saw Song Rushuang lying on the bed, his eyelids twitching.

In that instant, everyone got goosebumps.

Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi is really not dead!

It was not until this time that everyone truly realized how wise Old Lady Song was.

If it had been determined just now that Song Rushuang was dead, she would have been placed in an ice coffin long ago.

If that time really comes, even if I am not dead yet, I will die.

Since Mr. Bai is not here, no one knows what is going on with Song Rushuang.

Old Mrs. Song had already slowly walked to the bed.

She held her breath and looked at Song Rushuang.

Not a sound was made to disturb her.

She knew that the amplitude of her eyelids rolling was getting bigger and bigger, and then her long and curled eyelashes flickered, and she really opened her eyes.

What caught my eye was the haggard-looking old lady Song.

Her expression was pale, excited, and sad.