"Give up on resuscitation," Shi Qian said calmly.
As soon as she finished speaking, the heart monitor went into a straight line.
Lin Shiming's lips curled slightly. He closed his eyes and left peacefully, as if he had seen a warm image in his last moments of illness.
The Old Master walked forward and shook Shi Qian's hand.
"Qian Qian, he's already gone. My condolences."
"Grandpa, I'm fine." Shi Qian shook her head slowly.
Lin Shiming was brought back to the Lin family's villa. Shi Qian made an announcement to the public as his daughter.
Shi Qian was pregnant, so Old Master and Wen Lan naturally couldn't let her work so hard. All the funeral matters were handled by the Fu family on her behalf. Everything was simple.
Lin Shiming was buried beside Old Master Lin's grave.
The Old Master looked at his old friend's grave and felt emotional.
