Chapter 1008 Discharge
Lin Jianping also remembered.
Ever since that incident, his luck indeed improved quite a lot.
Business went smoothly, developing even faster than expected.
But as soon as he thought about how all of this came from draining his sister's blood, Lin Jianping wished he could just ram his head against the wall.
When he learned that he was dying and Fang Miao actually considered using his sister's life to prolong his own, and even Lin Hao was involved, Lin Jianping's face contorted with anger.
"These two beasts, those beasts!"
It was hateful that he hadn't noticed at all.
Yue Qingqing comforted him, "Uncle Grandpa, don't get upset, you didn't know about it, Grandma wouldn't blame you, all this blame should be on them."
But Lin Jianping couldn't forgive himself.
Fang Miao was his wife, and even though they had been sleeping in separate rooms for a long time, that didn't change the legal fact.
Lin Hao was his son.
The saying, 'A father is responsible for his son's failings,' weighed on Lin Jianping, as Lin Hao could even entertain such a foolish notion of trading lives.
"Even tigers nap sometimes, you're usually busy with work, it's normal not to notice many things."
Besides, such matters aren't what normal people would consider.
They all say to break away from feudal superstitions, nowadays few believe in ghosts, let alone chaotic ideas like borrowing luck or trading lives.
Lin Jianping sighed, feeling deeply troubled inside.
After Yue Qingqing explained everything, she let Grandma come in to comfort him.
At this moment, Lin Jianping felt too ashamed to face his sister, struggling to get up from the bed.
Held down by Yan Sinian's spiritual energy.
"Don't move. I don't want my efforts to be wasted."
The person was saved with great difficulty, and he wasn't planning on performing surgery again.
"Sister, I failed you." Lin Jianping sobbed with old tears.
Lin Chunju held his hand, "It's not your fault, Fang Miao never liked me."
Seeing the two talking, Yue Qingqing gestured to her senior brother, and the two of them went out.
Actually, as cultivators, they could hear the sounds inside even from outside, especially since Yan Sinian needed to keep watch in case of any accidents.
To them, the door was practically nonexistent.
But as a junior, Yue Qingqing still felt these matters weren't suitable for her involvement.
It was better to leave it to them to discuss.
Yue Qingqing sat on the chair outside, waiting until the sun set, and finally Lin Chunju came out with red eyes.
Lin Jianping felt somewhat relieved.
Upon seeing Yue Qingqing again, his voice trembled.
"Good child, thank you."
Clearly, Grandma had explained everything to him.
"The Yue Family took me in, this is just good people being rewarded with good," Yue Qingqing comforted, advising Lin Jianping to rest early.
Yan Senior Brother was very busy, with other surgeries scheduled.
He flew out to another place that night.
But the most dangerous step was already completed, the rest was just recovery.
Other doctors at the medical center were also looking after him, Lin Jianping's body was recovering quickly.
With the blessing of spiritual energy, his recovery was much faster than ordinary people in the mortal world.
Given the condition of elderly folks, it would usually take at least half a month to recover enough to be discharged.
But after three days, Lin Jianping already felt capable.
Insisting on going home.
Lin Chunju advised him to rest a few more days.
Lin Jianping replied indifferently, "No, I need to go back and oversee things. They did such harmful deeds; it can't end like this."
Lin Chunju sighed, guessing that her brother must also feel quite troubled inside.
But she didn't stop him.
Those who do wrong must stand straight, it's only right to pay the price for mistakes.
Fang Miao had been wicked for a lifetime; if she got off lightly, how would they account for all the suffering the family endured over the years?
As for Lin Hao, a man over thirty years old, yet still unable to discern right from wrong.
Seems like he wasn't disciplined enough when young, and now it's time to make up for it while there's still time.