Three years ago, he was the young master of the most prominent family in the capital, but due to his grandfather's superstition, he was sent to a Taoist temple where he suffered hardship yet ma...
"Mr. Lin, the Qian family requests an audience!"
"The Qian family?" Lin Jinglong was slightly taken aback.
He quickly realized what was happening, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.
"No! I'm too busy to see them!"
Yesterday, I meant well by reminding the Qian family.
Unexpectedly, the Qian family not only didn't appreciate his kindness, but also spoke rudely and severely humiliated him.
Now that something's happened, they've finally remembered me. What do they take me for?!
No sooner had the words been spoken than a series of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded.
Then, several figures rushed in.
The leader was a beautiful woman who looked to be in her early twenties, and her eyes bore a striking resemblance to Qian Zhongliang's.
As soon as she entered the door, tears streamed down her face, and she burst into tears: "Mr. Lin!"
"Please, save my father!"
"Your father is Qian Zhongliang?" Lin Jinglong asked, frowning.
Qian Shuyun looked pitiful. She had just arrived from home this morning, intending to spend two days in Beijing.
I never expected something like this to happen!
"It's not that I don't want to save them, it's just that your Qian family doesn't believe me!"
"And you even said I did this to get close to your Qian family!" Lin Jinglong glanced at the man with his legs crossed and lit a cigarette.
"Then, then I apologize to you, Master Lin, please don't be angry!"
"I'll do anything to save my dad!"
Qian Shuyun was much more sensible than her brother; she knew that her father was in poor health.
So whenever he had time, he would stay by Qian Zhongliang's side.
Because her mother died unexpectedly when she was young, Qian Shuyun was particularly sensible.
With a thud, this seemingly delicate girl actually knelt down in front of Lin Jinglong.
"Are you really willing to do anything?" Lin Jinglong asked with a smile.
"Mmm!" Qian Shuyun lowered her head shyly.
She thought Lin Jinglong had taken a liking to her, but if it could save her father, she would give up her most precious possession without hesitation.
But the next second, Lin Jinglong burst out laughing: "Hahaha!"
"Little girl, get up!"
"Just because of what you said, I'll save your father's life!"
Lin Jinglong got up and walked towards the door, and the rest of the Qian family members made way for him.
When Qian Shuyun heard Lin Jinglong agree, she immediately beamed with joy and hurriedly wiped away the tears on her cheeks.
Soon, the group went downstairs, where a Rolls-Royce had been waiting for some time.
Lin Jinglong and Qian Shuyun got carried away and rushed towards the Lin family.
"How long has your father been ill?" Lin Jinglong checked the time on his phone and then asked Qian Shuyun, who was standing next to him.
"It has been eighteen minutes since then!"
"Mr. Lin, what exactly is wrong with my father?"
"Why did he suddenly collapse and not get up?"
Just a few days ago, she was having dinner and practicing martial arts with her father. I never expected that her father would fall ill so soon.
"Your father's illness is very troublesome!"
"I'll tell you privately after I've cured him!"
"Eighteen minutes? I have to get back within half an hour, otherwise, I won't be able to save him!" Lin Jinglong calculated the time.
Upon hearing this, the butler and driver slammed on the gas pedal, and the Rolls-Royce sped toward the Qian family manor at 180 miles per hour.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere inside the Qian family manor was heavy!
The Qian family members knelt around Qian Zhongliang, and the atmosphere in the entire hall was solemn.
Qi Tianlin merely frowned; he had just used silver needles to seal three key acupoints on Old Master Qian.
The old man's complexion had just improved, but this situation only lasted for a few minutes.
Old Master Qian's face immediately turned pale, becoming increasingly ashen.
If this continues, the old man will die in less than an hour.
"Even if it's a recurrence of an old injury, it couldn't possibly be this serious!"
"Why exactly?"
Huang Wenzhong had followed Mr. Qian for decades, and he knew Mr. Qian's health better than anyone.
The current situation is clearly beyond his expectations.
Just then, a series of footsteps sounded, and then, not far away, a figure walked in quickly with steady steps.
Qian Shuyun followed behind Lin Jinglong, her expression worried.
At this moment, all she wanted was for Lin Jinglong to get treatment for her father as soon as possible.
As soon as Lin Jinglong entered the room, he noticed Qian Zhongliang lying on the ground.
Seeing Qian Zhongliang's pale face and lips that were gradually turning dark, Lin Jinglong also frowned.
"Miss Qian, where is Master Lin?"
Why isn't he here?
Qi Tianlin glanced around, completely ignoring Lin Jinglong in front of him.
“Dr. Qi, this is Master Lin!” Qian Shuyun pointed to Lin Jinglong.
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Tianlin was completely dumbfounded!
The Master Lin in his imagination should be over seventy years old, with white hair and beard, and wearing a long robe, with a rather otherworldly and dignified appearance.
Unexpectedly, the Master Lin that Huang Wenzhong mentioned was actually a callow youth.
Judging from Lin Jinlong's appearance, he should be about the same age as his grandson, right?
"Miss Qian, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?"
"Is this the Master Lin you've been talking about?"
Qian Shuyun nodded, while Qi Tianlin shook his head immediately: "Isn't this ridiculous?"
"well!"
"Old Qian is now terminally ill. I just used all my strength to seal off his last breath of life!"
"There's no time left!"
Qi Tianlin's eyes were filled with sadness and loneliness.
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