When visiting the Lin Family again, the atmosphere had completely changed from before.
The entire Lin Family was enveloped in an eerily dead silence, and an indescribable subtle atmosphere.
Lin Hongguang, his face pale, was leaning back on the bed, receiving an IV drip.
Yu Manning stood beside the bed, her expression sorrowful, occasionally wiping the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.
"Hongguang, how could you contract such a disease... I could never have imagined, such a thing happening to my beloved! You know, I go up the mountain every year to burn incense and pray for your good health, hoping that Buddha would bless you to live healthily until a hundred... How could this happen!"
"Enough!" Lin Hongguang shouted lowly, "All this crying and wailing, it's giving me an earache!"
After saying this, he couldn't help but start coughing.
Lin Luqiu walked into the room, took the tissue box from the bedside table, and handed it over.