You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 1141: A group of beasts are inferior to pigs and dogs!

"Xiao Xue!" Han Zuo caught her limp body.

Ye Xingbei panicked and shouted: "Doctor, doctor!"

Several doctors and nurses rushed in.

The leading doctor examined Yan Jingxue, pressed her Renzhong acupoint hard, and comforted Han Zuo and Ye Xingbei: "It's alright, I'm too stimulated, hold your breath for a while, you persuade her, the old man is gone, don't care about her How sad, the old man can't come back, she is still young, let her take care of her health."

Ye Xingbei supported Yan Jingxue's body and nodded.

Everyone knows the truth, but no one can do it.

The death of my only relative is a pain like gouging out my heart. How can I not be sad?

After a while, Yan Jingxue slowly woke up.

She stared blankly at a certain point, and after a while, she burst into tears with a "wow".

Hearing her cry, Ye Xingbei and Han Zuo breathed a sigh of relief.

When a person is the saddest, he is not afraid of her crying, the most afraid of her being unable to even cry.

That hurts the body the most.

Neither Ye Xingbei nor Han Zuo persuaded her.

When she was crying, her voice was hoarse, her body lost all strength, leaning on Ye Xingbei and sobbing weakly, Ye Xingbei helped her stand up, "Xiaoxue, don't cry, we still To deal with Grandpa Yan's funeral, send Grandpa Yan on the last journey."

Yan Jingxue leaned halfway in her arms and nodded with tears in her eyes.

She can't think at all now, what Ye Xingbei says is what she says.

It is absolutely impossible to expect her to handle the funeral. Fortunately, there is a professional funeral team now.

Master Yan's body was temporarily placed in a crystal coffin, ready to be sent to the crematorium for cremation.

A few hours later, Yan Lao Er and Yan Lao San's family hurried over.

Seeing the old man in the crystal coffin, the two families rushed forward and pretended to cry.

Without a few drops of tears, I turned around and asked Yan Jingxue, "Has the old man left a will? How is the old man's estate divided?"

After learning of the death of the old man, the lawyer of Mr. Yan came to express his condolences. After hearing the questions of the second and third Yan, he walked up to them and replied: "Isn't the will of the old man shown to you long ago? Is it? All the property of the old man, while he was sober, has been clearly divided for the three of you. When the old man left, he was penniless, and his movable and real estate was gone."

"Impossible!" Yan Lao Er's wife screamed, "Our old man is a master of traditional Chinese painting. He has money, so how could he not leave a legacy?"

She pointed to the noses of the lawyer and Yan Jingxue and said, "You must have united and swallowed the inheritance of our old man! You know each other and hand them over to us, or I will go to court and sue you!"

Yan Jingxue looked at them coldly, her eyes as cold and sharp as a blade.

These beasts!

Beasts!

The ghost of her grandfather was not far away, and they were screaming in front of her grandfather's body, demanding inheritance.

She asked the housekeeper to notify them when Grandpa was taken to the emergency room.

Although they are all unworthy descendants, Yan Jingxue feels that her grandfather still hopes to see them before leaving.

She didn't want to disappoint the old man, so she asked the housekeeper to inform them.

But none of them came.

Her grandfather passed away, and they didn't shed a few tears, all they thought about was the inheritance.

Beasts.

A bunch of animals that are inferior to pigs and dogs!