Chapter 255 Fainting one after another

Grandpa Lin slowly stood up and staggered towards Lin Jia.

Pei Qizhong stood up to help him.

But he raised his hand to stop him.

Lin Jia stared at Grandpa Lin with anger on his face, as if he would kill him at any time.

Grandpa Lin was indeed full of guilt and heartache, and he knelt down in front of Lin Jia.

Lin Jia was confused, he thought Grandpa Lin came to beat him.

But he knelt down to him.

The father knelt down to his son.

Lin Feng broke Pei Zhiwan's hand and knelt beside Lin Jia, kowtowed hard on the ground, begging him to reconcile with his grandfather.

His head was soon broken.

Lin Jia looked at his son, his face covered in blood. He cried and shouted, "Little beast, do you want to force your father to death? Why am I so miserable? I have an inhuman father and an inhuman son." "Dad

, you said that you would give me all your fatherly love in your life, even if your son begs you, okay? Our family will put aside our past grudges and cherish each other for the rest of our lives. In this way, grandma, great-grandma and our ancestors can also smile in the afterlife."

Lin Feng knelt down and begged for mercy, crying for Lin Jia to agree.

The sound of "dong dong dong" broke the heart of Grandpa Lin.

"What a sin, what a sin, God, please let the thunder strike me!"

Grandpa Lin suddenly shouted hysterically, then fainted and fell to the ground unconscious.

Lin Feng turned and looked at Old Master Lin again, shouting in horror: "Grandpa, Grandpa, you can't be in trouble, my father hasn't reconciled with you yet."

He heard Pei Zhiwan say that Old Master Lin was in a very fragile body and might die at any time...

Lin Jia also stayed, looking at the thin and haggard old man who was unconscious on the ground, and felt distressed.

This thought made him slap himself hard in the face.

"No, never forgive him!"

Old Lady Ye was also desperate when she saw this.

It was her fault that the three generations of the Lin family were so incompatible.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and with a wow, he spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

The hall was immediately in chaos.

Ye Mingya rushed over crying.

She had been listening and was deeply touched.

Di Chen said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, everyone, make room for Zhiwan to show the two old people. It should be just a case of impatience, and there is nothing serious."

Lin Feng cried, "If anything happens to Grandpa, I will not forgive myself." Then

he turned his head and looked at Lin Jia, who was stunned, and cried, "Dad, I will not forgive you either. Killing is not a crime. Grandpa is the one who gave you life after all. If there is no Grandpa, how can we father and son, and the future of the Lin family?" When

Lin Jia heard his son's words, his heart moved again.

He slapped himself a few times again.

The damage was too deep, and forgiveness is a sin.

Pei Zhiwan was also in a state of confusion and regret at this time.

She could only calm herself down, first checking the pulse of Master Lin, and then giving him an injection to control the condition.

"Old housekeeper, do you have any medicine for Master Lin?"

She looked up at the old housekeeper with tears on his face and asked in a deep voice.

The old housekeeper nodded and replied, "Yes, yes."

"Give Master Lin double the dose." Pei Zhiwan instructed.

"Is my grandpa okay?" Lin Feng asked worriedly.

Seeing his face covered in blood, Pei Zhiwan's eyes flashed with a trace of heartache and guilt.

She sighed softly and nodded, "It's okay."

Then she said to Di Chen, "Bring my medicine box over, you treat Lin Feng's forehead wound. You know the process, right? Hurry up, don't get tetanus."

Di Chen agreed and turned to get her medicine box.

At this time, she could let him do something, proving that he treated him as his own.

Otherwise, Pei Qizhong could do it.

Soon he took the medicine box, took out disinfectant, wound medicine, gauze, etc., and said to Lin Feng, "I'll treat your wound."

Lin Feng shrank back in resistance and said subconsciously, "No, no."

"Are you going to let Zhiwan treat you personally? Can she take care of two seriously ill patients?"

Di Chen lowered his voice and persuaded him in his ear.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, and then had to let him treat the wound obediently.

Di Chen was very skilled in treating wounds, and Pei Zhiwan had taught him before, and he quickly treated Lin Feng's wound.

Pei Zhiwan then gave Old Madam Ye an acupuncture injection, and asked Ye Mingya to bring her medicine, and also doubled the amount.

After giving the two people an acupuncture injection, Pei Zhiwan sighed tiredly: "Finally, there is no serious harm."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Jia stood up and walked out.

Seeing this, Lin Feng hurriedly said, "Dad, don't go. Since it has come to this, why don't you wait for grandpa to wake up? Even if you hate grandpa to the core, you have the same blood as him after all. You have seen his physical condition..."

Lin Jia stopped and turned to look at him with a sad, painful and helpless expression.

He murmured, "What do you want me to do? I'm used to not having a father after all these years. How do you want me to face him and those days that I can't bear to look back on? Do you know how much grievances I have suffered because of him since I was a child? Once, I was almost beaten to death. People said that I was a child abandoned by my father and should not live. I can't believe that I can actually grow up."

"At the beginning, your grandmother and your great-grandmother took over the family business, and I was very young. They suffered so many inhuman hardships to keep the business going. Someone even made your grandmother kneel and crawl under their crotch..."

"I was only six years old at that time. Do you know how much of a shadow this left in my heart? I didn't even dare to look your grandmother in the eyes. I hated that my birth brought them a devastating disaster."

...

Lin Jia was also full of grievances and pain. He really couldn't face those inhuman hardships.

It's just him, and it also involves his mother and his grandmother.

Lin Feng also showed a painful expression on his face.

He knew how Lin Jia felt, but at this moment, he knew he couldn't give up. This was the only face-to-face opportunity, and he had to grab it, otherwise he would never be able to bring his father to his grandfather.

"Dad, for the sake of your son and my future children, can you let him no longer have the shadow of his ancestors?"

"Otherwise, the story of Courtyard No. 8 will be circulated forever in Tongnan, even the imperial capital and even the whole country, and they will naturally not be spared from the harm. If we reconcile, there will be no more legends about Courtyard No. 8 from now on."

Lin Feng had to persuade Lin Jia by even bringing up his future children and grandchildren.

"Dad, you may not know that I also suffered the same shadow blows as you did when you were a child, but I never talked about it."

"Do you remember you asked me how the injury on my leg came about? It was because I was beaten by the leader of the children who bullied me and called me a crazy grandson."

"Don't let the tragedy continue from generation to generation..."

This was the first time that Lin Feng told Lin Jia about his childhood.