There's nothing you can do about people's looks. The rich young lady looks exactly like his wife, and the fake young lady in his family looks more and more like the wet nurse when she was young. Guess what happened to her later?"

Grandma Mu stood up, put her hands in her sleeves, and stood straight. She looked down at Old Mrs. Shen who was slumped on the kang. Her eyes were cold, and the pressure and nobility hidden in her bones couldn't help but emanate from her.

This made Old Lady Shen, who was already feeling guilty, so frightened that she couldn't even speak.

"In the end, the truth was revealed. The nanny and her family were beheaded." Grandma Mu curled her lips, "Look how good my story is. You don't feel any pain in your heart now, do you? Old Lady Shen, I advise you to be quiet and quiet. Maybe you can still keep your life in the future."

Then she added, "By the way, let me tell you, this is true. That wealthy family is my mother's old neighbor."

After saying that, Grandma Mu walked out slowly.

It was only after she walked out of the yard of the Shen family's old house that Old Mrs. Shen seemed to react and chased after her.

As if she knew who was behind her, Grandma Mu turned around and looked at her indifferently.

Old Mrs. Shen swallowed back all her words. Her face turned ashen, her body was cold, and her eyes were filled with Grandma Mu's contemptuous smile.

At this time, people from the village passed by one after another.

A young wife asked curiously, "Auntie Mu, why are you here?"

"I heard that Old Lady Shen had heart pain and wanted Chen Li to come and take care of her. But you know the Shen Yu family. There are now ten people including me. It takes a long time just to cook. I have nothing to do, so I came to take a look. It's useless for Chen Li to come. She's not a doctor. If her condition is really serious, I'll take her to the hospital."

Grandma Mu said gently.

"Auntie Mu, you are so kind. Let me tell you, that old lady Shen is not sick at all. She must be torturing Chen Li. Don't be fooled by her. She was standing at the door early in the morning and scolding her third daughter-in-law. She doesn't look sick..."

The young daughter-in-law next to her lowered her voice and told Grandma Mu.

Grandma Mu seemed to suddenly realize something. She looked with disdain at Old Lady Shen, who was standing in the yard with a panicked and resentful look on her face. She also lowered her voice and said, "Thank goodness you told me. I was thinking of going to the clinic to ask for a doctor."

Afterwards, Grandma Mu no longer looked at the pale-faced Old Lady Shen, but walked away with her young wife, talking and laughing.

It wasn't until Grandma Mu's back disappeared that Old Mrs. Shen broke out in a cold sweat.

I held onto the windowsill to prevent myself from falling.

Old Mrs. Shen gritted her teeth.

Even though she had always been cruel and ruthless, the story Grandma Mu told her just now still frightened her to the core.

This story is surprisingly similar to what she did.

What did this old lady Mu know, and how did she know it? Even the awe-inspiring old man of the Shen family didn't know, so how could a lonely old woman like her know it?

Old Mrs. Shen's face turned livid, and she suddenly felt a pain in her heart.

…

At this moment in Yuncheng, a man from Beijing hurriedly walked out of the platform with a box in his hand.

There were two people next to him who seemed to be his followers. They got into a car and the driver drove directly towards the Yuncheng First Hospital.

His eyes flickered as he looked at the box in the man's hand, and then he said in surprise, "Third brother, I got the stuff."

This person is the son of Lin Bo, a subordinate of the old man. His name is Lin Fangcheng. He is a few years older than Shen Zhehan, and he calls him the third brother.

Lin Fangcheng nodded and said, "I got it."

Then he handed the box to Shen Zhehan and stepped aside.

The entire top floor was booked by the Shen family to prevent Old Master Shen from being disturbed. After all, Old Master Shen was also a well-known figure in Yuncheng, and he did a good job no matter in which historical period.

He is not only a shrewd and decisive businessman, but also a businessman who is generous and has a sense of the overall situation.

Therefore, the relevant departments also sent two experts to consult with Old Master Shen.

It’s a pity that all of Old Master Shen’s indicators are not good and his vital signs are getting weaker and weaker.

Old Lu and the old man had been through life and death together when they were young, so during this period of time, he has been staying in the hospital. Although he is not sure whether it will work, he is also waiting for Uncle Lin's son to bring the purple Ganoderma lucidum from the capital.

This is Mr. Feng’s private collection, and Mr. Lu is the only one who knows how to use it.

The hospital chose the default option.

As long as the patient's family agrees, they have no objection.

So this floor was very quiet. Shen Zhehan held the box, looked around, and then quickly entered a room.

After entering the house, he quickly opened the box. A palm-sized purple Ganoderma lucidum was lying in a jade box covered with gold velvet.

Shen Zhehan gritted his teeth and quickly took out a paper bag from his pocket. After opening the bag, he found a cotton cloth stained with dirty blood.

Old Lu had specifically warned that the purple Ganoderma lucidum was spiritual and had a layer of precious light on it, and that Shen Zhehan must not come into contact with dirty things along the way. Unexpectedly, Old Lu's kind and cautious warning instead became the basis for Shen Zhehan to harm people.

This was something Shen Zhehan had prepared long ago.

He quickly took out the purple Ganoderma lucidum, placed it on the cotton cloth, and wrapped it up.

At this time, his heart was still beating wildly involuntarily, his feet felt cold, his hands were shaking a little, and he had to listen carefully to see if there was any movement in the corridor.

He didn't know whether this would work or not, nor did he know whether Mr. Lu was deceiving them, but since he had to pay attention, it shouldn't be aimless, so he counted to sixty in his mind.

A minute later, he quickly took out the purple Ganoderma lucidum and put it in the box. He quickly stuffed the cotton cloth into his pocket again, then opened the door and holding the jade box, he walked towards Mr. Lu's room.

How could Mr. Lu know that this hard-earned purple Ganoderma lucidum had been tampered with within just one minute.

According to his calculations, after taking this medicine, his old friend will wake up.

It’s a pity that there was still no improvement in the evening, but fortunately, it didn’t seem to get worse. I don’t know whether this should be considered good news or bad news.

(End of this chapter)