Lin Yu's throat moved, his eyes warmed, and he suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart and whispered, "Uncle He, I know it's my fault that made the old man so sick. However, the more seriously he got sick,
, the more I should go in and see him..."
"You little bastard, you still have the nerve to come here, get out of here!"
Before he could finish speaking, Mr. He's two daughters, He Shan and He Miao, who were in the room, heard the commotion outside and immediately rushed out, pointing at Lin Yu and yelling like a shrew, "It's all you damn wild bastard who caused this.
Killed my dad!"
"Yes, you are a loser. People like you should go to hell and be cut into pieces by a thousand swords!"
The two of them were resentful of Lin Yu because Lin Yu had beaten their children before. Now that their father was so ill, they naturally hated Lin Yu deeply and wished they could peel off Lin Yu's skin and whip Lin Yu now.
tendons.
Lin Yu lowered his head, pursed his lips tightly, said nothing, and allowed them to insult him.
"Damn it, you little bastard, if you dare to come here, I will kill you!"
At this time, Mr. He's two sons-in-law, Sun Peijie and Cao Zhen, also ran out angrily. When they saw Lin Yu, they cursed, then rushed towards Lin Yu, shaking their fists and trying to hit Lin Yu's face.
Smash it up.
"Let's see who dares to touch our husband!"
At this time, two figures suddenly appeared behind Lin Yu, shouted loudly, and then rushed forward to protect Lin Yu.
I saw that these two people were Li Zhensheng and Bai Rentu who came with the medicine box.
When Sun Peijie and Cao Zhen saw Li Zhensheng's ferocious look, they were so frightened that their feet softened. They quickly put away their fists and retreated quickly.
"Brother Li, Brother Niu, let them beat you!"
Lin Yu looked sad and said with a choked voice.
"Hitting you would make our hands dirty!"
He Ziqin said in a cold voice with a stern face, "Please get out of here right now!"
"Uncle He, I know you don't want to see me!"
Lin Yu gritted his teeth, raised his head and said, "But the most important thing now is the safety of Mr. He. No matter how much you hate me, you will always understand my medical skills. Let me go in and see Mr. He. Maybe I can
Heal his old man..."
Hearing his words, He Ziqin's expression softened, and he frowned and said nothing.
"Who do you think you are? We have notified all the famous doctors in Beijing and they will be here soon!"
He Shan raised her voice and said, "If you, the loser, are not here, my dad's health might get better!"
He Ziqin thought for a moment, sighed softly, then waved to Lin Yu and said, "Let's go..."
"Uncle He!"
Lin Yu looked anxious and said hurriedly, "It's not time to be angry..."
"No matter how great your medical skills are, you are still not a god!"
A trace of sadness flashed across He Ziqin's face, and he said in a trembling voice, "Even if the gods come now, they can't save the old man..."
Lin Yu's heart suddenly sank when he heard what he said, and an ominous premonition suddenly surged into his heart. He knew that He Ziqin's words meant that Mr. He was terminally ill and had no way to save him.
His nose became sore and the tears in his eyes became more abundant. He asked again, "Uncle He, please, let me go in and take a look..."
"roll!"
"You are worthy enough to meet our old man!"
"If you still have any conscience, you should die now!"
…
Sisters He Shan, He Miao, Sun Peijie, and Cao Chen did not hesitate to curse Lin Yu in the most vicious words.
"I invited him here, who dares to let him go!"
At this time, Xiao Manru walked out quickly from the hall of the house with her head held high and her chest high.
"Aunt Xiao!"
Lin Yu's heart tightened, and he saw Xiao Manru's eyes were red and swollen, and her face was pale. She had obviously cried bitterly before.
"You invited me?!"
He Shan turned around and glanced at Xiao Manru, her eyes were cold, and she snorted coldly, "Xiao Manru, you really have the nerve to say that, if you hadn't taken the old man to mind this wild bastard's business on New Year's Eve, would the old man be so sick?!
"
"That's right! As expected, someone from outside can't do it. He's not your biological father, so you don't feel bad at all!"
He Miao also scolded Xiao Manru, "I really should let my second brother see your face now!"
Xiao Manru clenched her palms tightly, pursed her lips, and suppressed her grief and said, "I do have an unshirkable responsibility for this matter. No matter how you punish me, I will accept it, but the most important task now is to heal the old man.
Jia Rong is the best doctor in Beijing, so he must be allowed in..."
"no!"
"There's no door!"
The two sisters, He Shan and He Miao, had serious expressions upon hearing this, and immediately blocked the door.
When Sun Peijie and Cao Chen saw this, they also blocked the door and stared at Lin Yu angrily.
"Brother!"
Xiao Manru said anxiously, "Don't you think about dad?!"
He Ziqin frowned and said nothing.
"Brother!"
Xiao Manru's anxious forehead was dripping with cold sweat.
"Let He Jiarong come in! Let him come in!"
At this time, He Ziheng, who was in the room, rushed out quickly and shouted to everyone, "Dad is awake and wants to see He Jiarong by name!"