Provoking the villain, madly criticizing the tyrant for kidnapping my sedan chair for the bridal cha

"Uncle, no, absolutely not."

Luo Zisu's face changed greatly in panic.

"If Uncle Lin makes a mistake along the way, how do you want me to explain it to my sister?"

Hu Zhihao gritted his teeth in anger and pulled Luo Zisu outside the house, about to reprimand him.

I saw my nephew looking straight ahead with a dull look on his face.

"Uncle, it's all your fault for talking nonsense. I seemed to see my sister in a trance, turning into a man and walking towards me. She must be looking to settle a score with me."

After hearing this, Lin Lixia froze and limped towards the house.

"Brother Zisu, how is my father?"

"..." Is he hallucinating? Luo Zisu rubbed his eyes and watched a dark boy with Lin Lixia's face running towards him.

"Sister, I haven't seen you for a few days. Why are you as black as the ashes on the bottom of a pot?"

"..." The corner of Lin Lixia's mouth twitched, and when she saw Lin Lidong crying, her heart skipped a beat: "Brother, how is dad?"

"Xia Xia, it's all my fault that my eldest brother is useless and didn't take good care of dad. He's dying soon."

"Don't cry, show me people first."

"Okay, okay!" Lin Lidong wiped away his tears and led Lin Lixia toward the house: "Xia Xia, dad loves you the most. Maybe when he sees you, he can open his eyes and take medicine."

Lin Lixia walked into the house and saw Lin Wenyao lying on the bed, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he was breathless.

Her heart trembled suddenly, and she wanted to feel Lin Wenyao's pulse in a panic, but because of the relationship, she was confused and couldn't calm down.

The tears in his eyes were uncontrollable.

"Where's the doctor? What did the doctor say?"

"Miss Lin, your Majesty is suffering from the invasion of cold evil, which has caused the circulation of Qi and blood to be blocked, the cold Qi is stagnant, the Yang Qi cannot be released, and it has penetrated deeply into the Yin Jue. The mind has been blinded, and the gods have lost control, so they are unconscious."

The doctor from the Hu family frowned and repeated the pulse diagnosis results of many doctors.

After listening to the doctor's words, Lin Lixia looked at the medicine bowl on the side and had a rough reaction.

Her father couldn't feed her any medicine.

Unable to force the cold air out of the body, the whole person falls into a coma.

The most important thing right now is to keep away the cold.

"Brother Zisu, I remember that you once gave a moxibustion mat to Uncle Hu's family. Can you borrow that moxibustion mat first and then find me some more moxibustion sticks?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Zisu's eyes lit up and he immediately ordered the servants of the Hu family to get it.

Lin Lixia stepped forward and saluted Hu Zhihao: "Uncle Hu family, could you please help your servants cook some rice porridge? Bring the top layer of rice soup to me. It can replenish your vitality and body fluids."

Hu Zhihao nodded, waved to the servants in the mansion to prepare, and looked at Lin Lixia quietly.

Hearing that his nephew had adopted a adopted sister in Plum Blossom City, he complained a lot, for fear that his nephew would be plotted against.

Several groups of people were sent to investigate.

Who knows, he hasn't found out yet what plans Lin Lixia has for his nephew?

Lin Lixia let his nephew earn a lot of money first, and he also made a small fortune.

Following the saltpeter monopoly.

Even the Luo family in the capital did not stop his nephew from having a close relationship with Lin Lixia.

It's even harder for him to intervene.

His nephew cooperated more and more closely with Lin Lixia and made money much faster than him, so he completely gave up his worries about the Lin family.

He never dreamed that under the persuasion of the Lin family, his nephew would no longer miss Hualou and learn to study hard.

He had secretly visited Lin Lixia before, but he was not as shocked as what he saw now.

A young girl in her twenties was worried about her father's illness, so she disguised herself as a man and traveled on her way, wearing stars and moons.

He has traveled all over the country for many years and has never seen such a courageous and filial girl.

Watching Lin Lixia put a moxibustion mat under Lin Wenyao, asked someone to add a brazier to the room, and then used moxa to moxibustion Lin Wenyao's acupuncture points.

Hu Zhihao couldn't hide the envy in his eyes. Why didn't he have such a caring daughter?

"Sister, is it useful?"

"It works!" Lin Lixia wiped the sweat from her forehead, wondering whether she was explaining it to Luo Zisu or trying to convince herself.

"Moxibustion can dispel cold, strengthen the body and remove evil spirits, warm and unblock the meridians, promote the circulation of qi and blood, and help restore the yang energy in the body."

"It's definitely possible. As long as my dad gets rid of some of the coldness in his body and can drink medicine when he wakes up, he can get through this difficulty."

Time seemed to slow down, and every second was filled with tension and anticipation.

Everyone in the room stared at Lin Wenyao without blinking, silently praying that moxibustion would produce a miracle.

"Xia Xia, dad's finger moved." Lin Lidong cried with joy and stepped forward to grab Lin Wenyao's hand: "Dad, wake up quickly."

Lin Lixia stepped forward and looked at her father with a slight frown, as if he was regaining consciousness.

Her eyes were full of joy, and beads of sweat fell from her forehead. She didn't bother to wipe it off, and muttered while doing moxibustion.

"Dad, you haven't raised me yet, so don't even think about leaving me alone."

"There is no news that the second brother secretly went to join the army. If you leave, the eldest brother will marry me a fierce sister-in-law. She doesn't like me and sells me in a blink of an eye. Who will support me..."

"...He...dare!" Lin Wenyao roared and opened his eyes suddenly.

He glared at Lin Lidong.

"..." Lin Lidong's eyes were filled with shock, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

I don’t know if moxibustion works?

Or is his father's partiality at work?

Lin Wenhui was also dumbfounded: "Brother, you scared me to death. If I had known that you wouldn't worry about Li Xia, I would have scared you like this."

"..." Lin Wenyao wanted to sit up, but was too weak to hold up.

"Where's Xia Xia!"

"Dad, I'm here." Lin Lixia put down the moxibustion stick in her hand and grabbed her father's hand.

Unexpectedly, when Lin Wenyao looked at his daughter's dark face, his pupils dilated for a moment in shock.

It's his daughter's face.

Why is it so black and shiny?

Could it be that while he was in coma, that unfilial son Lin Lidong really abused Xia Xia?

"Dad, why don't you say anything?" Lin Lixia circled her hand in front of her father's eyes.

She was slightly relieved when she saw that her father's eyes would move according to her hand.

"Dad, you haven't eaten for a few days, so I asked someone to make rice soup for you. You can drink some first."

"Xia Xia, how long has dad been unconscious?" Lin Wenyao couldn't hold it back: "Why are you so dark?"

Lin Lixia: "..."

Seeing that his daughter was silent, Lin Wenyao asked again: "Xia Xia, has your eldest brother abused you?"

"Dad, how dare I abuse Xia Xia?" Lin Lidong felt a little lighter when he saw his father's expression changed a lot.

"Xia Xia was worried about you. She came to see you disguised as a man and deliberately painted herself like this."

He cried and called daddy so many times.

His father didn't even respond, and it was his sister's turn to say something about being betrayed.

His father opened his eyes immediately.

"Dad, you are so biased. If you go to the gate of hell and hear that your daughter has been wronged, you will crawl back. Who dares to abuse Xia Xia?"

Hearing his son's sour words, Lin Wenyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Open your mouth and drink the porridge fed by your daughter.

Until half the bowl of hot rice soup is finished.

Lin Wenyao's weak breath recovered a little, and he was helped by his daughter to sit up.

"Lidong, listen to me, whether I'm here or not, you must not treat my Xia Xia badly, otherwise I will never recognize you as my son."

After seeing his father gain strength, the first thing he did was to scold him to be kind to his sister. The corners of Lin Lidong's mouth raised slightly.

"Dad, who cares about what happens after death?"

"If you want me to treat Xia Xia well, then you should stay alive and supervise me."