Siheyuan: Give me incredible understanding but not knowledge

Lin Jiajun didn't want to argue with Jia Zhang. Instead, he re-examined Lao Jia's body.

Lao Jia's current body is like a rotten dead tree, and it is simply impossible to achieve spring.

The only thing Lin Jiajun could do for Lao Jia was to give him the ability to speak briefly.

Let's see what else he wanted to say before he died, but this method only activated the remaining vitality of Lao Jia's business.

He might have to die immediately after saying this, so Lin Jiajun turned to look at Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang and asked.

"I have a way to make Lao Jia able to speak for the time being. But after that, I'm afraid there won't be much time left to live. As for curing him, it's impossible."

"If you want me to let your father have a word with you, I can help."

Lin Jiajun turned to look at the two of them. After hearing Lin Jiajun's words, the two were silent for a while, neither of them dared to speak first.

No one dared to make this decision. Instead, the old foot lying on the bed tapped the table twice with trembling hands.

Boom boom boom!

"Jiajun, you see that Lao Jia wants to talk. How about you help Lao Jia and the others?"

"Bah! It's your turn to speak here, Liu Laosan? No matter what Lao Jia says, he is also Jia Dongxu's father and Jia Zhang's husband. It's your turn to use his life to make decisions for him. This man is really going to die. Are you responsible for anything?"

As soon as Liu Laosan's voice fell, a burly woman came out from the side, grabbed Liu Laosan's ear and pulled it out.

Wanting to pull him away from this troublesome whirlpool, Liu Laosan screamed and screamed.

But he didn't dare to resist, so he could only follow the strong woman back home, smiling as she walked.

"Honey, wasn't this just a joke? What if I didn't mean it?"

"What else do you want? How much money do you earn? You don't even have enough to eat at home, and you are ready to get involved in such troubles. Are you afraid that you will lose it after you finally saved a few yuan?"

The conversation between Liu Laosan and his wife suddenly woke up everyone present.

Many people originally wanted to express their opinions, but suddenly they did not dare to speak. All eyes were focused on Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang.

Lao Jia, who was lying on the bed, was just a little anxious and knocked on the table repeatedly.

Boom boom boom!

He couldn't make any more moves. If he hadn't felt someone coming, he wouldn't have even thought about opening his eyes.

Now that he could speak after hearing it, he also wanted to tell the people present what he had been holding in his heart for the past few days.

As for Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang, they looked at each other.

In fact, Jia Zhang still wanted to hear what Lao Jia wanted to say.

But Jia Dongxu is afraid. He has said a lot of treacherous things before. If people around him find out about this, his reputation will be ruined.

Jia Zhang looked at the change in Jia Dongxu's face, looking at Jia Dongxu with some worry and some expectation.

"Why don't Dongxu let Jiajun give it a try? Your father doesn't have many days to live anyway. I think he has a lot of things in his heart that he wants to talk to us about, or wants to explain something to us."

When Jia Dongxu heard what Jia Zhang said, he thought it was bad.

Then, before Jia Dongxu could react, the people behind him started shouting.

"Jia Dongxu just told Jiajun that your father doesn't want to live anymore. Have you abused your father during this time?"

"Otherwise, how could this grandson not let his father talk? He must be worried about his father and told us everything that happened during this period."

Jia Dongxu's face turned pale, and after trying hard to adjust several times.

Only then did he feel that the expression on his face had improved slightly, and then he dared to turn around and face the crowd and speak loudly.

"What are you talking nonsense about? He is my father, what can I do to him?"

"If you continue to talk nonsense like this, I will remember each of you in my heart. I will never let you go in the future."

Jia Dongxu, Seili Neirin, shouted angrily at everyone present.

The expression on his face was a little rude, and everyone could tell that there must be something going on.

Lin Jiajun didn't say anything, just sat quietly next to Lao Jia.

He had no way to make decisions for Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang, so he could only wait here.

Seeing her son's panic expression, Jia Zhang also thought of what happened this morning.

Suddenly I felt that I shouldn't say that, this Jia Dongxu was in a very difficult position.

Then he turned to look at Lao Jia, who was still lying on the bed. Although he felt distressed, Lao Jia didn't have many days to live after all.

As long as it ruins my son's reputation, what can I do?

Jia Zhang thought hesitantly in her heart, but Lao Jia knocked on the table more and more frequently.

He seems very anxious about what he wants to say!

The sound of him knocking on the table was like wood being continuously added to the stove.

Put Jia Dongxu on the stove and bake it with strong fire.

dong dong dong!dong dong dong!

The voice sounded over and over again, and everyone's eyes focused on Jia Dongxu again and again.

Jia Dongxu turned to look at Lao Jia, with a pleading look in his eyes.

But Lao Jia seemed to be invisible and kept tapping on the table.

dong dong dong!dong dong dong!

Jia Dongxu closed his eyes and waited for a while without saying anything, then suddenly erupted like an uncontrollable volcano.

"save!"

"Bring my dad back to life and let him say what he wants to say."

Jia Dongxu looked ferocious as he watched Lao Jia roaring about his background.

He gave up completely at this moment. He had no chance to stop Lao Jia from talking.

Instead, there was a trace of luck in his heart, hoping that Lao Jia would not say what he said this morning.

But in his heart, he subconsciously felt that it was impossible. His father was about to die. If it were Jia Dongxu himself who had done the things he had done, it would be absolutely impossible for him to forgive his son.

Thinking of this, Jia Dongxu's face turned pale, but everyone had already pushed him to the high platform.

If he doesn't help, the problem may become more serious, and then those rumors will be like knives one after another.

Stab him again and again, how many years? Not even decades can pass.

Until this moment, he was regretting that he had just begged Lin Jiajun to save his father. Was he a little impulsive?

Is the price paid to achieve this goal too high?

If Lao Jia was allowed to die peacefully like this, would the outcome be better?

After Lin Jiajun heard what Jia Dongxu said, he said something to them.

"I'm going home to get my acupuncture kit."

But Lin Jiajun returned soon and came to Lao Jia's side.

A bowl of alcohol was filled with the bowl they were eating from, and all the needles used were soaked in the alcohol for disinfection.

After waiting for a while, Lin Jiajun made quick moves.

The needle in his hand quickly pierced into the large points all over Lao Jia's body like a phantom.

At this moment, Lao Jia also felt that his whole body was full of strength after those needles were inserted into his body.

I regained consciousness in an instant as I tried to control the parts of my body that I couldn't control.

Lao Jia stood up the first moment he recovered, with dozens of silver needles on his head, and then looked at Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang with complicated eyes.

He opened his mouth but no sound came out.

He looked at Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang for a long time, and finally let out a sigh.

When Jia Dongxu heard Lao Jia's sigh, his whole back was wet with sweat.

He squeezed his hands tightly, fearing that Lao Jia would say something detrimental to him.