Fan Yi secretly remembered that if Miss Ruan could really cure his father's illness, they would go to Luo Xiao, Marquis of Ding'an in this courtyard and ask him to lower the price a bit, and he would buy it and give it to Miss Ruan.

He has already planned this matter, as long as his father's illness is cured, this house will be bought and given to Jiu Li.

They walked around the winding path and arrived at Fan's Mansion in about half an hour.

Unfortunately, Fan's residence was already in chaos. It seemed that Fan Jiancheng was unconscious, and he had lost consciousness since yesterday evening.

When they arrived at Fan's mansion, the women in charge had prepared everything for Mr. Fan's funeral, especially the clothes they were about to put on.

That's when they came in.

Seeing the busy people in and out of the house, Fan Yi stopped a servant, and said a little excitedly, "What's wrong with the Fan family? Did something happen?"

The servant saw that the Seventh Young Master had returned, and when he even cried, "Seventh Young Master, you don't need to hire any good doctor, the master has already." When the servant said this, he started to cry.

Fan Yi's face turned purple from nervousness, she shook the servant vigorously, she was at the end of her words, and continued, "What did you say. Say it again? Master died?"

After speaking, he shook the servant vigorously.

"Master still has a breath." The servant ran away after finishing speaking. The seventh son had already scratched him just now, so he didn't dare to stay here anymore.

Jiuli turned to look at Fan Yi and said, "Quick! We still have some breath, can we go and try?"

Fan Yi couldn't care about anything else anymore, he wiped the tears off his face, he traveled a long distance to invite her, wasn't it just to treat his father?
No matter what, you have to go forward and have a look, right?
Fan Yi led Jiuli to run in the yard, he didn't care about anything, but what made him strange was that he was the one who led Jiuli to run around in the yard.

Now Jiuli had already abandoned him, and disappeared without a trace with the flow of people.

Fan Yi stood where he was, complaining as he walked, and said, "It's all my fault. I ran so fast just now that I lost Miss Ruan."

He turned around and went back to look for it. Although the yard was big, it was still in the mansion.

Jiuli had already followed the flow of people, and came to the old man's bed in a few leaps. There were many people around the old man's bed. The old man opened his mouth wide, and he could only breathe out, not breathe in.

No wonder there were so many people standing in front of him waiting to dress him, Jiu Li held the small medicine box in his hand and panted, "Please step aside, I'll see the old man again."

There was a person kneeling and crying in front of the bed, but he suddenly turned his head and looked at the thin and ugly little girl outside the door.so strange.The clothes are also simple and honest, not like people from the capital.

Many people thought she was here to mourn.

Just about to drive her out, the eldest lady of the Fan family had already got up and was walking towards Jiuli, and she said, "How do servants do things? How did you let this little beggar enter our yard? Doing errands, don't you see that you are very busy? Hurry up and send something away."

Mrs. Fan's words are still to the point, fortunately there is no other explanation, otherwise how embarrassing it will be later?

I saw a four or five-year-old girl coming out of the room behind her, Jiuli recognized the little girl at a glance, who is she?

It was Fan Jiancheng's granddaughter, the four or five-year-old girl who accompanied Fan Jiancheng all the way, but she had grown a lot taller now.

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