Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

Granny Lin looked at him in a daze as if she had understood something. She grabbed his hand in a panic, “Qing’er, we have to tell our clansmen that we have taken our revenge. Let them be happy too! Let’s go. I’ll bring you back to worship them! You haven’t been there yet!”

Lin Zhiqing indifferently brushed her hand away and looked at her with a complicated expression.

Granny Lin burst into tears. She quickly walked in front of Ming Zhiyan and was about to kneel down.

Ming Zhiyan quickly supported her and held her firmly.

Granny Lin could not kneel down. She held Ming Zhiyan’s hand tightly, she cried and complained, “Sir, it’s all my fault. Qing’er is a kind person. If he did something wrong and went astray, it’s because I, as his mother, didn’t protect him well. That’s why he had no choice but to go astray. If you condemn him, then I, as his mother, will take the punishment for him!”

Lin Zhiqing propped himself up and slowly got off the bed. He slowly walked in front of Granny Lin, held her hand, and said indifferently, “Don’t beg. This has nothing to do with you.”

Then, he looked at Ming Zhiyan and said, “Master Ming, no matter what the crime is, I will bear it.”

This was the first time he got off the bed and walked since he was injured. His pale face was devoid of blood, and his tightly pursed lips showed a trace of stubbornness.

Ming Zhiyan glanced at the mother and son and said, “I still haven’t written the charge for this matter. We’ll discuss it later.”

Granny Lin seemed to heave a sigh of relief when she heard this. She hugged Lin Zhiqing tightly and buried herself in his body, crying loudly.

Lin Zhiqing only hugged her slightly. He lowered his eyes and no one knew what he was thinking about.

Jian Qingqing looked at this and that. For a moment, she did not know what had happened. She hesitated and did not know what to say.

Shen Ji, on the other hand, looked at Lin Zhiqing with concern.

Wei Wusheng seemed to be fine. Ming Zhiyan had already put down his chopsticks, and he pulled the two cold dishes in front of him and started to eat with relish.

Ming Zhiyan said, “I still have something to do. I’ll be leaving first.”

After saying that, he walked out.

Suddenly, Lin Zhiqing could not help but cough. Jian Qingqing hurriedly moved a chair behind him, and Granny Lin helped him sit down in a panic.

“Qing’er, sit down quickly! You can’t stand for long if you’re still injured.”

Lin Zhiqing followed her and sat down. He leaned on the handle of the chair and started coughing softly. Unexpectedly, his cough became louder and louder, and in the end, he even coughed out blood.

Jian Qingqing kicked Wei Wusheng anxiously. “Brother Wei, quickly take a look at him.”

Only then did Wei Wusheng wipe his mouth and stand up unhurriedly.

He grabbed one of Lin Zhiqing’s hands and checked his pulse. Then, he prodded at a few acupuncture points on his body, and Lin Zhiqing immediately fainted.

He casually placed Lin Zhiqing on the chair and went back to eat. He said, “He’s just thinking too much. He won’t cough after he falls asleep.”

Jian Qingqing was stunned and confused.

This was the first time he saw a patient being treated who fainted.

Granny Lin asked anxiously, “Doctor Wei, is there any medicine that can be taken? Will Qing’er’s condition worsen if this continues?”

Wei Wusheng glanced at her, “What medicine? There’s no problem with him, and he’s just thinking too much. You should care about yourself. If you continue to cry, even the Gods won’t be able to save you.”

Granny Lin smiled bitterly and said, “If I can use my life to save Qing’er’s life, I’m willing.”

Jian Qingqing glared at Wei Wusheng who was making sarcastic remarks and said, “Let’s go out and let Brother Lin have a good rest.”

Shen Ji nodded and helped Granny Lin to help Lin Zhiqing onto the bed. Then, they went out with Jian Qingqing and the rest.