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Yesterday morning, the loud noise from the Lin Mansion spread to every corner of Beiliang Territory, attracting countless people to come and watch. But when they got to the door, they discovered that the door of the Lin Mansion was tightly closed, and there was a square hanging on it. Fang’s free guest card.
The only one who has ever left the house is the second son of the Lin family. He jumped from one roof to another in the astonished eyes of everyone, and disappeared after a while. After a while, a doctor appeared on the wall carrying a medicine box, and then jumped into the Lin Mansion.
In just half a day, Lin Sanli found at least ten doctors to enter the house, but without exception, they all walked out of the gate in despair.
Tonight, the door to Lin Mansion is still tightly closed.
Rumors are spreading throughout the entire Beiliang Territory, whether something happened to the master of the Lin family, and his life is now in danger...
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It's night, near midnight.
Lin Weiyang's boudoir was still brightly lit.
One person stood silently at the door with a long knife in his arms, an old man and a young man sat at the table with sad faces, one squatted by the bed with worried eyes, and the other lay unconscious on the bed. Everyone's eyes were focused on the unconscious man.
This battle seemed to have happened here only two days ago. Unexpectedly, it would happen again so soon.
Lin Weiyang was lying on the bedside with her upper body, her palms covering Lin Yuan's dry right arm, tears could not stop falling from the corners of her eyes, and wet the quilt on the bed.
Just when everyone was silent, there was a sudden knock on the courtyard door. Lin Sanli opened the door immediately after hearing the sound. He reached out and grabbed it, and the courtyard door opened directly.
The visitor is Uncle Wu, the fat cook. He walked across the courtyard into the room with a plate in his hand. In an instant, a strong bitter smell filled the entire room.
Lifting up after smelling the smell, Lin Weiyang stood up and took away the large bowl of medicine on the plate and sat down beside the bed. Uncle Wu had no intention of leaving. He closed the door and glanced at Lin Sanli, then sat down in the free space. on the stool.
Lin Weiyang leaned against the bed. She gently held up Lin Yuan's head and put the brown concoction into Lin Yuan's mouth.
The sweet and bitter decoction flowed down the throat into the abdomen, and Lin Yuan, who had been unconscious for two days, finally showed a painful expression on his face.
Seemingly out of breath, Lin Yuan turned over, propped himself on the bed and started coughing violently. Upon seeing this, Lin Weiyang hurriedly put down the big bowl in her hand, pointed her finger at Lin Yuan's throat, and used spiritual energy to soothe the pain in his throat.
Lin Yuan has finally woken up since yesterday morning.
Everyone in the room sighed silently, and the heavy burden in their hearts was finally relieved, especially the old man.
After coughing for a few breaths, Lin Yuan's body finally stopped. He stood up weakly, but was held in Lin Weiyang's arms.
Mo Qingcheng came over at this moment, picked up the half-filled bowl of soup and medicine on the ground, and said, "Young Master, drink the medicine first."
Breathing heavily, Lin Yuan couldn't even lift his head. He could only roll his eyes, squeezed out an ugly smile, and said in a weak voice: "Why...even Miss Mo is here..." ..”
Lin Weiyang reached out and took it, expressionlessly handed the bowl to Lin Yuan's mouth, and said seriously: "Open your mouth!"
Seeing that something was wrong, Lin Yuan didn't dare to say anything and drank it. After drinking the last drop, he said to Lin Weiyang with a bitter face: "Sister, it's so bitter..."
I wanted to make a misfortune, but Lin Weiyang gritted her teeth and said, "Bitter? You are feeling bitter now. Then you did such a dangerous thing without telling me, have you ever thought about the bitterness in my heart?"
The loud scolding close to his ear made Lin Yuan unable to react. Before he could say anything more, Lin Weiyang's white catkin directly pulled up the sleeve of Lin Yuan's right arm and pulled the terrifying withered arm away. exposed.
Lin Yuan did not expect this move. He glanced at Lin Weiyang blankly, and then turned his attention to Mo Qingcheng, who was standing beside the bed. The girl was biting her lower lip with a sad look on her face.
Following Mo Qingcheng's direction, Lin Yuan saw the old man with a guilty look on his face.
His heart tightened, and he didn't expect to be discovered by Lin Weiyang before he could disguise his arms.
"Sister, please listen to my explanation about the arm..." Lin Yuan wanted to try to hide it.
Who would have thought that Lin Weiyang's anger became even greater. She looked down at her little brother who was thinking hard in her arms, grabbed his shoulders and shouted: "Explain? You still want to hide 'Feng Wu Xin' from me now?" thing!"
There were bursts of pain in his shoulders, and Lin Yuan's mind gradually became clearer.
He looked at Lin Weiyang in surprise, and then tilted his head. Through the exposed field of vision, he saw the old man's evasive eyes, and the torn and crumpled book placed next to the lamp.
Thinking about it, it was Lin Weiyang who discovered the scar on his arm while he was in a coma. Lin Sanli happened to bring the old man here, and the guy immediately told the whole story and even brought the "Baicao Illustrated Book". As a result, Lin Weiyang Ruined in anger.
If I had known better, I wouldn't have asked Lin Sanli to invite the old man here! It was originally to fulfill a promise to treat him to dinner, but who could have imagined that it would develop into the current situation.
Lin Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "Old man, I'm sorry about the book."
The old man has always regarded books as his life, and now Lin Weiyang destroyed "Baicao Illustrated" in front of him. To him, it was like killing his parents. However, the old man did not cause trouble for Lin Weiyang, which shows that he still gave himself a little favor.
Without looking at Lin Yuan, the old man waved his hand.
"You apologized to him, then you...explain to me why you did such a dangerous thing?"
Lin Weiyang cried out. She shook her hand into a fist and hit Lin Yuan's chest but did not dare to use force.
Lin Yuan closed his eyes, raised his head, and took a deep breath.
It seems... I can't hide it tonight.
"Everyone, can you please go out for a while? I have something to talk to my sister." Lin Yuan said with great effort, holding his head high.
Knowing Lin Yuan's thoughts, the old man and Uncle Wu stood up first, while Lin Sanli rushed out of the door. Uncle Wu did not forget to pull Mo Qingcheng away who was stunned, and everyone walked out and walked out. Close the door.
In the room, Lin Yuan sighed and lowered his head. He smiled as much as possible, held his sister's face in his hands, and said softly: "Okay, sister, am I okay..."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Weiyang choked and pointed behind her. Lin Yuan understood that she was telling the content of the book.
Rubbing Lin Weiyang's silk-like skin, Lin Yuan smiled and said, "It's okay. I've been able to persevere over the past three years, and I'm still living well."
After trying hard to calm down, Lin Weiyang glared at Lin Yuan angrily and said, "Okay? Your arm is already injured, and you still do this kind of thing. Is it worth it for Feng Wu's heart?"
Lin Yuan smiled and said firmly: "It's worth it! As long as it can heal your spiritual veins, I'm willing to do anything!"
"But I don't think it's worth it!"
Almost roaring with all his strength, Lin Weiyang's tears began to flow uncontrollably.
This roar frightened everyone outside the door. They looked at each other and no one spoke.
Lin Weiyang cried for a while. She looked at Lin Yuan with red eyes and said with seriousness written on her face:
"If it weren't for me, your spiritual veins wouldn't be damaged!"
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be called 'trash'!"
"If it weren't for me, you would definitely not feed the immortal tree with your own blood!"
"If it weren't for me..."
Choking again, Lin Weiyang lowered her head. She whispered softly: "Lin Yuan...how much do you want me to owe you before you are willing to accept..."
Listening to Lin Weiyang's whisper, Lin Yuan covered his face with his hands, and the door to his dust-laden memory was slowly opened...
At that time, Lin Yuan was three years old and Lin Weiyang was about to be eight years old. It was soon time for her to step into the spiritual realm.
One day, Lin Yuan ran all over the Lin family but did not see Lin Weiyang. He wanted to tell his sister that he had felt the flow of spiritual energy around him today.
After spending a long time, Lin Yuan finally found Lin Weiyang in a utility room.
However, when he opened the door and was about to speak, he saw Lin Weiyang squatting in the corner holding her knees, her somewhat plump face covered with traces of crying.
Lin Yuan didn't know why his sister was crying. He ran to his sister excitedly and shouted, "Sister! I can feel the flow of spiritual energy!"
Lin Weiyang raised her head in disbelief, but she knew that Lin Yuan would not lie to him.
But because of this, these words seemed extremely harsh to Lin Weiyang.
Pushing Lin Yuan to the ground, Lin Weiyang stood up angrily and shouted: "You came to laugh at me on purpose, didn't you?"
Lin Yuan didn't understand why his sister, who had always loved him so much, treated him so roughly today.
Enduring the grievance in his heart, Lin Yuan got up from the ground. He looked up at Lin Weiyang and asked: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Weiyang didn't answer, she knocked Lin Yuan open and rushed out of the door.
Lin Yuan followed closely behind. He took Lin Weiyang's little hand and asked: "Sister, what's wrong with you? Tell me, who bullied you! I'll beat him up for you!"
Lin Weiyang remained silent.
Lin Yuan was anxious. He quickly ran to Lin Weiyang and spread his arms, blocking Lin Weiyang's way.
"Lin Weiyang! If you have anything to do, tell me and I will solve it for you!" Lin Yuan, who was only three years old, became angry.
Lin Weiyang looked at Lin Yuan disdainfully and said, "Solve it? You can sense Lingqi now. You must be a genius of the Lin family, but what about me! I can't sense the existence of Lingqi at all now!"
This news hit Lin Yuan's mind like a heavy hammer.
For the Lin family, a woman who does not know how to practice is a burden to the family. If she is not kicked out of the family, she will marry into a random family.
Both of these consequences were too cruel for the young Lin Weiyang.
When Lin Yuan, who was also young, heard this, all the stubbornness on his face disappeared. He stared blankly at his sister's moist eyes, not knowing what to say.
Seeing Lin Yuan's appearance, Lin Weiyang glanced at him one last time and then walked away from him.
At that time, Lin Weiyang was heartbroken.
Lin Weiyang had not taken two steps out when a warm little hand suddenly patted her palm, and then five small fingers clasped together and tightly grasped Lin Weiyang's palm.
Looking down in confusion, Lin Yuan reluctantly grabbed her hand and pulled her forward quickly.
"Let's go! I'll take you to the doctor!"
Lin Yuan's childish voice sounded in front, and Lin Weiyang's feet moved unconsciously. The little figure walking forward with her head buried in her head came into Lin Weiyang's eyes...
Lin Yuan took his sister and ran to his second uncle Lin Fengdong's study first. His father was not at home, so if he had any difficulties, he could only ask his second uncle for help.
Lin Yuan asked Lin Weiyang to wait and ran into the study alone.
When Lin Fengdong saw his little nephew, he put down the housework he was still dealing with, stood up with a kind smile, and hugged Lin Yuan.
"What's the matter, little guy, why are you looking for your second uncle?" Lin Fengdong said with a smile, touching Lin Yuan's fleshy cheek.
Lin Yuan was not polite. He grabbed Lin Fengdong's beard and shouted: "Second uncle, lend me money!"
Lin Fengdong asked playfully: "What do you want money for?"
Lin Yuan didn't answer. He was also a thief. Knowing that Lin Fengdong couldn't know about this, he acted in his arms and continued shouting: "Just lend it to me!"
Unable to defeat his nephew, Lin Fengdong doted on him and put Lin Yuan on the ground, then began to dig into his wallet.
When the dark purple purse appeared in Lin Yuan's eyes, he jumped up and snatched it away without saying a word, then ran away.
"Second uncle, wait until dad comes back and ask for it from him!" Lin Yuan shouted after leaving the door.
Lin Fengdong didn't feel sorry for the money bag. He just chased him to the door and shouted at the backs of the two siblings: "Run slower, don't fall!"
Unfortunately, the two siblings had run far away and were unable to respond to him.
After getting the money, Lin Yuan dragged his sister out of the house and went straight to the market.
Lin Weiyang just followed Lin Yuan, looking at him sweating profusely, and stopped in front of a medical clinic.
Lin Yuan walked in directly, called out the doctor and asked him to treat Lin Weiyang.
Unfortunately, the doctor didn't see anything unusual.
Lin Yuan dropped the pattern jade and pulled Lin Weiyang up and rushed out the door.
After running through the streets, Lin Yuan pulled him into another medical clinic.
Same shouting, same pulse diagnosis, same result.
Lin Yuan refused and pulled Lin Weiyang to continue running.
One family, another family, another family...
The two of them searched all the medical clinics in Beiliang Region, large and small.
But Lin Yuan did not admit defeat. He was still preparing to step into the medical center in front of him, but was pulled back by Lin Weiyang behind him.
Lin Weiyang, who had always been silent, finally spoke.
She looked at Lin Yuan who was soaked all over and said, "No need, the first one is here."
Lin Yuan looked up blankly and found that he had indeed been here. He pulled Lin Weiyang hard and said: "There must be some medical clinics that I haven't been to. Let's keep looking!"
Lin Weiyang stood there, no matter how Lin Yuan pulled her, she remained indifferent.
"What's wrong, sister, hurry up and see a doctor for you!" Lin Yuan said anxiously, unable to pull his sister away.
Lowering her head, Lin Weiyang's entire face was hidden in her hanging black hair. She asked in a deep voice: "Why?"
Lin Yuan didn't hear clearly. He still held Lin Weiyang's arm and tried to move forward without looking back.
Lin Weiyang suddenly raised her head, she pulled Lin Yuan over and roared: "I asked you why!"
Or there was nowhere to vent the anger in her heart. She used so much strength that Lin Yuan fell directly to the ground.
After a scream, Lin Yuan's knees hit the ground hard. His arms slipped from Lin Weiyang's hands and swung naturally.
Lin Weiyang vented her anger.
But after waking up, seeing his beloved little brother kneeling on the ground with his left hand still covering his right shoulder, Lin Weiyang felt guilty instantly, especially when he saw the damaged soles of his shoes.
Sitting on the ground all of a sudden, Lin Weiyang regretted her impulse just now. She wanted to reach out and touch Lin Yuan's head, but she didn't dare to do it.
"Xiao Yuan...are you okay?" Lin Weiyang asked in a trembling voice.
Lin Yuan didn't answer.
Just when Lin Weiyang thought that her younger brother would be angry, Lin Yuan suddenly raised his head, half in pain and half in smile.
He said: "There is no reason, you are my sister, I like you, naturally I don't want to see you sad."
He...he said he liked himself? Even if he was menstruating like that rudely just now?
Lin Weiyang's nose was sore and she wanted to cry loudly. But Lin Yuan was smiling, and she didn't want Lin Yuan to see her grimace.
Then...
He hugged his little brother forward and held him tightly in his arms, regardless of the sweat on his body.
Burying her head on Lin Yuan's shoulder, Lin Weiyang whispered: "I...like you too, silly little brother..."
