Uncle Lin was stunned for a moment. A brick factory?

Can you make money by opening a brick factory? What if you lose money?

Uncle Lin looked at Lin Tang. He needed to consult his son's opinion on this matter before making a decision on his own.

Lin Tang smiled sheepishly and said apologetically, "Second Uncle, my wife wants to buy a shop in the city to sell some food, so my family won't get involved."

Lin's father smiled when he heard Lin Tang's words, "Your wife has good skills. It's indeed a good idea for her to sell food in the city. It will also give your second uncle a place to stay when he goes to the city."

"Second brother, why did you suddenly decide to open a brick factory?" Uncle Lin asked.

"Qinghuan said that when the policies improve and everyone has more money, every household will build big tile-roofed houses, or even multi-story buildings, and each family can open a small brick factory and sell bricks to villagers in the surrounding villages," said Lin's father.

Uncle Lin suddenly realized that it was Qinghuan's idea.

Grandpa Lin smiled and suggested, "You have three sons, it's impossible for them all to run a brick factory. You can buy a storefront for Lin Qing so he can sell clothes in the city, and Lin Ming can work with you to run the brick factory."

Grandpa Lin looked at Lin Feng as he said this, "As for you, you will stay with me for a while."

Lin Feng was overjoyed upon hearing this, "Thank you, Grandpa!"

"Don't be too happy yet. If you're a good-for-nothing, you'll have to go back to Baiyun Village. I don't keep useless people around me," Grandpa Lin said.

"I will try my best to make Grandpa happy," Lin Feng said.

...

When Lin Piaoxue arrived at the hospital, the doctor was shocked to see the wound on her face and asked in surprise, "How did you get this injury on your face?"

"I was bitten by a madman," Lin Piaoxue said through gritted teeth.

The doctor glanced at her sympathetically, then cleaned Lin Piaoxue's wound.

Lin Piaoxue asked through her pain, "Doctor, can the wounds on my face be healed?"

The doctor said tactfully, "Your face is badly injured. We can only try our best to prevent the wound from getting infected. It will definitely leave a scar after it heals. There is nothing we can do if you want no scars at all. You can only go to a big hospital in the provincial capital. The doctors there may have a solution."

Lin Piaoxue took out the medicine prepared by Lin Qinghuan, "This is an anti-inflammatory medicine made by my sister. Do you think it's okay to use?"

The doctor examined the anti-inflammatory medicine carefully, then smelled it, and looked surprised. "This should be a traditional formula, and it also has a repairing effect. After using it, the scars on your face may not be so severe."

A glint of light flashed in Lin Piaoxue's eyes. If Lin Qinghuan could concoct such a good anti-inflammatory medicine, perhaps she could also concoct a medicine to remove scars.

"Since your injury is on your face, to prevent infection, inflammation, abscess formation, ulceration, and delayed healing, I recommend that you stay in the hospital for two days. This will be beneficial for your wound recovery," the doctor advised.

Wei Hong completed the hospital admission procedures for Lin Piaoxue and then stopped caring about her.

Lin Piaoxue watched Wei Hong's retreating figure, her eyes flickering. She quietly followed behind him and saw Lin Fu and Wei Hong walk to the end of the corridor, smoking and talking. Seeing that no one was in the corridor, she tiptoed into Lin Qinghuan's ward. She saw several apples and a fruit knife on the bedside table, took out a handkerchief to wrap the handle, picked up the fruit knife, and slashed Lin Qinghuan's face hard. Then she put the fruit knife back on the bedside table and quietly returned to her own ward.

Blood gushed from the wound on Lin Qinghuan's face, flowing down her cheeks and neck. The pendant on her chest and her clothes were soaked with blood. The raindrop pendant kept absorbing Lin Qinghuan's blood, emitting a dazzling light. As the light disappeared, a raindrop tattoo appeared on Lin Qinghuan's chest.

As soon as Wei Xiao entered the ward, he smelled blood. His heart jumped. He ran to Lin Qinghuan's bedside and looked at the wound on Lin Qinghuan's face. His eyes widened in horror. Who hurt his Qinghuan?

Who could be so cruel as to hurt a girl who is unconscious?

Seeing Lin Qinghuan's deep, bone-revealing knife wound and the glaring blood, Wei Xiao rushed anxiously to the ward door and shouted, "Doctor! Nurse!"

Hearing Wei Xiao's angry shouts, the nurse rushed to him. Before she could speak, Wei Xiao said, "Go and call the doctor!"

"Oh! Okay." Upon hearing Wei Xiao's words, the nurse hurriedly ran to find the doctor.

Upon hearing Wei Xiao's unusual voice, Wei Hong and Lin Fu's hearts tightened. They exchanged a glance and hurriedly ran towards Lin Qinghuan's ward.

Wei Hong and Lin Fu rushed to Lin Qinghuan's bedside, and their expressions changed drastically when they saw the knife wound on Lin Qinghuan's face.

Wei Xiao stared at the bloodstained fruit knife on the bedside table, his face grim and terrifying.

The doctor and nurses rushed into Lin Qinghuan's ward and were shocked to see the knife wound on her face. The doctor blurted out, "What happened? Who did this?"

Wei Xiao said in a deep voice, "Treat Qinghuan's wounds first, otherwise she will die if she continues to bleed."

The doctor quickly treated Qinghuan's wounds, while Wei Xiao stood by watching nervously, his face filled with worry.

After Wei Xiao and the other doctors finished treating Lin Qinghuan's facial wounds, Wei Xiao, with an icy expression, pointed to the fruit knife on the bedside table and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me, what happened here?"

The doctor, nurses, Wei Hong, and Lin Fu were stunned when they saw the bloodstained fruit knife! It took them a long time to come to their senses.

Fearing that the blame would fall on them, the nurses and doctors said in unison, "We didn't do it."

Lin Fu said remorsefully, "I was watching over Miss Qinghuan the whole time. After Wei Hong came, I went to the end of the corridor with him to smoke and chat. About ten minutes later, I heard your shouts. I didn't know that such a thing would happen."

Wei Xiao looked at the nurse and instructed, "Go call the police."

The nurse looked at the doctor, who sighed and said, "Should we do it according to the patient's family's wishes?"

The patient's family member was injured at the hospital. The incident was so egregious that the police must be called to handle it. Otherwise, what if similar incidents happen again? They will still be the ones who suffer.

After the doctors and nurses left, Wei Xiao sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Lin Qinghuan's pale face with heartache and anger. He wondered if anyone else knew who had done it.