The Full-Leveled Healer Transmigrates to a Real and Fake Rich Daughter Story

Chapter 236: Relief

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Old Madam Murong would never answer or respond again.

She had been corrupted to such an extent that it was obvious that she was gone.

She was dead!

This thought clearly echoed in the minds of everyone present.

This was the truth, and it was like sharp blades stabbing into their chests. The blades pulled and twisted repeatedly.

After the initial fear, Murong Hao and the others were all stunned. Their expressions were complicated and filled with confusion. They didn’t know what to do.

Murong Hao muttered, “That shouldn’t be the case. The Spiritual Master clearly said that Mother won’t die.”

‘Yes, the auspicious hour isn’t over yet,” Second Master Murong added, looking

at the pot beside him.

There was still an hour before the auspicious hour!

The three Murong brothers panicked. They stood in front of the shelf bed and looked at each other. They felt as if a mountain was pressing down on their hearts, and the strong stench of corpses suffocated them.

Fear, frustration, panic, and confusion mixed together.

The three brothers faced the old woman’s body, not knowing what to do for a moment.

How did his mother die?!

Mother shouldn’t have died!

“It’s over, it’s all over.” Second Madam Murong sat down on the armchair by the window with one hand on the coffee table. Her pale lips trembled as she muttered, ‘All my efforts over the years have been wasted...”

‘Big Brother, did you hear wrongly?” Third Master Murong couldn’t help but question Murong Hao. His expression was filled with anger and accusation.

Second Master Murong frowned and looked at Murong Hao with the same

emotions in his eyes.

Murong Hao was in a mess. For a moment, he wondered if he had remembered wrongly, but then he thought of Shangqing Spiritual Master personally accompanying his second son to the Marquis Mansion to welcome the bride.

‘Of course I didn’t hear wrongly!” Murong Hao flicked his sleeve and said angrily, “Are you blaming me?

Third Master Murong felt guilty at first, but then he said confidently, “Mother was fine yesterday. Last night, it was Big Brother and Sister-in-law who attended to Mother’s illness. Mother wasn’t well early in the morning...”

His voice became louder and louder, almost saying that it was Murong Hao who caused today’s situation.

Sparks flew between the three brothers. At that moment, the curtain leading to the outer room was rudely lifted from the outside.

‘Second Young Master! ”

As the grannies outside exclaimed, Murong Yong, who was wearing a red groom’s robe, strode into the inner room like a gust of wind. The grannies and old servants couldn’t stop Murong Yong at all.

What greeted her was a nauseating stench, so strong and pungent.

Even the granny, who was outside the curtain, caught the terrible smell through the gap and almost fainted.

Murong Yong’s heart was as cold as ice. He was very sure that this was the stench of corpses.

He saw the elders standing in front of the shelf bed at a glance. Suppressing the churning emotions in his heart, he walked over slowly, holding on to his last hope.

‘Ah Yong.”

Murong Hao and the others all saw Murong Yong. The three brothers subconsciously formed a human wall in front of the bed, trying to block his vision.

However, Murong Yong had a clear goal. Without hesitation, he pushed away Second Master Murong, who was closest to him, and walked to the shelf bed.

What came into view was a rotting female corpse.

Her hair had fallen off along with her scalp. Half of her gray eyeballs had fallen

from her eye sockets, and most of her lips had rotted. White bones and yellow teeth could be seen between the flesh that was flowing with pus...

There was no intact skin left on her corpse.

How was this a bed? It should be a coffin!

Murong Yong had been in the army for many years and was used to seeing corpses. He had once collected corpses for his comrades, personally decapitated the head of the enemy, and offered it to the higher-ups as a war trophy. He had also been to a village that had been massacred by bandits...

He had thought that nothing would startle him, but now he lost his composure and his expression changed. There was another hole in his heart, and the cold wind poured in and out of those holes.

He didn’t close his eyes. Instead, he stared straight at this scene without blinking, as if he wanted to engrave it in his heart. His eyes turned red bit by bit.

It was a tragic and furious red.

“What’s going 0117!” Murong Yong shouted. His well-defined facial features looked even sharper in the shadow of the bed canopy, and his eyes were filled with anger.

Murong Yong had just rushed back from the Gu family to see if his grandmother was dead or alive. Even though he had already guessed from Shangqing Spiritual Master’s reaction that his grandmother was probably not in a good state, there was still a trace of hope in his heart.

He hoped that his grandmother was still alive and that his family hadn’t committed such a mortal sin!

However, reality shredded the last hope in his heart.

The ugly, brutal truth lay bare before him.

A corpse that had just died couldn’t have decayed to this extent in a short period of time.

How long had Grandma been dead?

One year, two years... or three years?!

Murong Yong’s shout just now snapped the shocked Madam Murong back to her senses. Only then did she slowly realize that her second son had returned.

The moment Madam Murong saw Murong Yong, her originally dim eyes lit up again. She asked excitedly, “Where’s the girl from the Gu family?”

‘Quick, it’s definitely not too late to rush joy now!” Murong Hao immediately added. His eyes were burning with an obsession that was almost crazy.

Shangqing Spiritual Master had extraordinary magical power. He would definitely be able to revive the Old Madam!

The others from the Murong family also had hope reignited as they all looked at Murong Yong.

This scene was no different from pouring a bucket of ice water on Murong Yong’s head, extinguishing the last flame in his heart. The bone -chilling cold quickly spread to his limbs and bones.

A bitter smile appeared on Murong Yong’s handsome face. It was extremely bitter, sorrowful, and slightly sinister..