Now that things have come to this point, even though Lin’s father doesn’t believe in evil, his heart is shaken.

But if the mysterious "knife creditor" is all about facts, then wouldn't his son Lin Zhen only have twelve years left to live?

Thinking of this, the heart that Lin Father had just put down was suspended in his throat again.

However, he did not inform his wife of the "knife who credits the credit" that his son would live for only twenty-two years.

After staying with each other for so many years, Lin's father knew his wife's temperament very well. If she knew about this, she would probably have to worry about her wife before she could be twenty-two years old...

However, Lin's father was not stupid. Since the "knife credit" said that when his son was twenty-two years old, he would come to collect money from the knife again, then he would have a way to help his son overcome the difficulties.

That night, Lin's father was by Lin Zhen's bed, looking at his sleeping son, and never slept all night.

After that, Lin's father, who had no faith, began to invite various statues of gods and Buddhas at home; burn incense to offer sacrifices every day, and he was extremely pious.

Whenever Lin's mother saw Lin's father nodding and bowing, and chanting incense, she would just shake her head silently; it was because the so-called statues of gods invited by Lin's father were all kinds of, such as Arhats, Bodhisattvas, Laojun who could not name them, including Jesus from the West, and Lin's father moved to his own home. If these unknown people entered the Lin family, they would still think that their family was specializing in this business...

In addition, Lin's father was also very excited to work, as if he was desperate; the family's savings continued to increase, but Lin's mother was worried all day long, and she saw everything about her husband's physical and mental state.

"Old Lin, our family has enough money to spend. Otherwise, you should take a break and don't work so hard... You are the pillar of our family. If you have a few shortcomings, how can I live..." Whenever Lin's mother tried her best to dissuade her, Lin's father always waved his hand and smiled lightly and said, "It's okay, I have a clear idea of ​​my own body. I can work hard for a few more years, so as not to regret it in the future."

Lin's mother didn't know what the "regret" in her husband's words meant, and she did not give up on dissuasion, and Lin's father had never heard of it...

"It's time to take a break?"

"No hurry, no hurry..."

"Lao Lin, I've made enough money..."

“Not enough…”

...

Time flies, some are busy, some are worried, and twelve spring and autumn are coming...

Outsiders are curious that Lin’s father has been working hard to make money, and his career is still booming. Some families whose income is obviously not as high as Lin’s father, have changed into new houses and bought scooters, but the Lin family still looks the same, and even gives the impression of others very tight.

In the past twelve years, Lin Zhen has experienced elementary school, junior high school, high school to college, and has made many friends along the way, and even has a childhood sweetheart...

But for some reason, Lin's father was very opposed to this relationship.

At first, Lin Zhen thought that his father didn't want his early love to affect his studies, but when he became an adult and entered university, his father still advised him not to fall in love, and Lin Zhen felt something strange...

This year, Lin Zhen graduated and joined the work;

This year, Lin’s father would stare at the calendar for a long time every day, and his mental state became increasingly decadent.

But what should come will always come, no matter how unwilling you want it to happen...

On the day of Lin Zhen’s 22nd birthday, Lin’s father waited for the call he had been waiting for but did not want to receive.

On the other end of the phone was Lin Zhen’s colleague. He told Lin’s father that Lin Zhen suddenly fell into a coma while working and has been sent to the hospital.

...

In the ward, the attending doctor in charge of Lin Zhen shook his head helplessly and said to Lin's father and mother: "I'm very sorry, with the current medical methods, we cannot determine why the patient fell into a coma. However, the patient's current vital signs are very weak. Apart from retaining some instinctive nerve reflexes and performing metabolic ability of matter and energy, the cognitive ability has been completely lost and there is no active activity. In layman's terms, it is a vegetable."

Hearing the doctor's words, Lin's mother's legs weakened and she fell to the ground.

Lin's father quickly helped her up. Compared to Lin's mother's distraught, the expression on Lin's father's face was very calm.

In the early morning of that day, the door of Lin Zhen's ward was suddenly knocked.

The sleepy mother Lin looked at her husband in confusion, while Lin's father's eyes lit up, and a premonition told him that the person she was waiting for was coming!

Lin's father quickly walked to the door and opened the door. A figure immediately came into his eyes.

He was wearing a Zhongshan suit, with a calm and slightly mature and handsome face, and a straight figure. The ruthless "pig-killing knife" of time became a useless blunt knife on him.

Twelve years have passed since I saw him last time, but this person still looks like he used to be...

"Sir, please come in quickly!"

As time goes by, Lin’s father’s attitude towards this person has also undergone a drastic change.

Lin's father knew very well that the only one who could save his son Lin Zhen was the mysterious "Knife Credit Man" gentleman.

The "Killer Credit" did not say nonsense and immediately flashed into the ward.

His deep eyes glanced at Lin Zhen who was unconscious on the hospital bed, and said in a serious tone: "Where is the knife?"

Upon hearing this, Lin's father immediately took out an tart cloth package from his arms and spread it out. A kitchen knife was eye-catching!

Above the blade, a cold light flashed, indicating its sharpness.

Even Lin's mother was already there. She didn't expect that Lin's father would carry the kitchen knife with her. At the same time, she recognized Mr. "Knife Credit Man", and immediately opened her mouth wide, and her expression became extremely shocked.

The gentleman glanced at the kitchen knife, took it casually, nodded slightly, and then solemnly said to Lin's father and mother Lin's mother: "The past is today. I once said that when your son was twenty-two years old, I will come to collect the knife money..."

Hearing this, Lin's father took out a square red cloth from his arms and quickly spread it in front of his husband, saying, "This is all the savings of our family. If it is not enough... we can sell the house! Sir, as long as you can save Zhen'er!"

As I spoke, tears flowed all over my body!

The red cloth fell to the ground, and Lin's father held an expanded passbook in his hand.

The accounts above are all in and out, not in and out...

The gentleman was stunned for a moment, then raised his right hand and gently pressed it on the passbook: "I also said that your son can only stay in this world for twenty-two years, but this does not mean that he will die..."

Lin's father showed confusion.

The gentleman continued, "There are many unspeakable things in this world. I can only tell you that if you want to save your son, you must entrust him to me. From today on, I will be his master."

Father Lin was eager to save his son. After all, the doctor was helpless. Now the only one who could rely on was this gentleman.

He nodded immediately and said, "Okay! As long as the sir can save my son, let alone the master, you are the reborn parents of our whole family!"
Chapter completed!