The Magnificent Son-in-law Chapter 637: Verbal Stimulation

"Shot dead by soone, it was Darcy's gang. I've looked into it; that gang is mainly active in South Asia, led by a guy called Old Turtle."

After a pause, Xiao Feng continued, "The gang that killed him, I left no one out. I dealt with them all."

"Sun Zhong guarded the treasure his entire life, yet he still died because of it," Sun Shijie said with difficulty, "Our Sun Family... failed him."

Xiao Feng didn't want to say more, but couldn't help himself: "Money itself isn't inherently evil. If you must say it, half of his death was due to the greed in those who coveted your ancestral wealth, and the other half was his loyalty to your Sun Family."

"Is there sothing wrong with loyalty?" Sun Shijie retorted.

Xiao Feng said earnestly, "There's nothing wrong with loyalty, but in this matter, his death can largely be attributed to his foolish loyalty."

Saying that, he recounted his experience on the mountain in detail.

Sun Shijie listened without speaking for a long ti.

He didn't agree with Xiao Feng's so-called "loyalty is a sin," but he couldn't find a suitable reason to argue against it.

Because so debts simply can't be settled clearly.

If one had to say it, perhaps only the universal phrase "this is fate" could put an unsatisfactory end to it all.

Monts later, Xiao Feng pointed at Lin Zhiyan, who was lying on the bed, and said, "She was planning to tell you about this, but I knocked her out.

So, it's not that she's selfish; it was being selfish."

Sun Shijie didn't say anything, just packed a pipe, lit it, and started smoking.

The smoke filled the air, obscuring his expression, making it impossible to see if he was sad or numb.

It wasn't until he finished the smoke that Sun Shijie said, "Selfish or not, whatever happened in the past is in the past.

Truthfully, I should thank you. If you had told in the middle of saving her, all prior efforts might have been wasted.

My master once told , if an injured patient in my hands hasn't escaped danger, even if my father died, I couldn't abandon them, this is dical ethics."

At this ti, Lin Zhiyan slowly sat up.

Actually, when Xiao Feng was recounting his mountain experience, her consciousness was gradually returning.

And upon hearing Xiao Feng defending her and taking all the bla onto himself, she felt truly conflicted inside.

The debt she owed him was really growing...

"Cough... cough cough..."

A cough echoed, very faint.

So faint that it was almost unnoticeable.

"Xuanxuan, are you waking up?" the little girl exclaid excitedly.

Sun Shijie's eyes lit up, and he sprang up, supporting himself with one hand, saying sharply, "Don't move her!"

Getting up, he hurried over to Lin Jiaxuan with quick steps.

Everyone gathered around, and they saw Lin Jiaxuan's brows tightly knit, her head slightly shaking back and forth. Through her eyelids, they could see her eyes moving, but she couldn't open them.

This behavior resembled a nightmare, colloquially known as "ghost pressing down on the bed."

To put it bluntly, it ant that although she was conscious, she couldn't move her limbs no matter how hard she tried, unable to wake up.

Sun Shijie reached out two fingers and gently placed them on Lin Jiaxuan's pulse, frowning, "Sothing's not right! She shouldn't be waking up this quickly."

Everyone exchanged glances, and the joy that had flared up was extinguished instantly, as Sun Shijie's tone seed to imply that this was not a good thing?

But regardless of whether it was good or bad, an explanation was needed for the unexpected event.

"This is bad."

Sun Shijie moved his fingers away, his expression dark as water, and said.

"Why is it bad?" Xiao Feng asked.

Sun Shijie glanced at Lin Jiaxuan and said, "It looks like she's nearing consciousness now, like she'll wake up soon, but this is not a good sign.

The earlier pain caused her body to instinctively want to shut down consciousness, a form of self-protection, but when she's conscious, she's reluctant to let herself slip back into slumber.

In other words, her body's instinct and subconscious mind are in an invisible struggle."

"Winning or losing, what does it an?" Xiao Feng asked directly.

Sun Shijie answered truthfully, "If instinct wins, her consciousness will have a hundredfold difficulty in waking again. To put it plainly, she'll beco a vegetable.

But if consciousness wins, then this hurdle is passed, and her physical injuries can be healed over ti."

"A vegetable... a vegetable... no!" Lin Zhiyan called out loudly, "Jiaxuan, open your eyes, it's your sister!

Open your eyes and look at your sister, okay?"

As she shouted, tears flowed uncontrollably.

According to Sun Shijie, this was a smokeless war, unlike a concrete battle, where outsiders could help.

At this mont, Xiao Feng suddenly looked at Sun Shijie, "Can we stimulate her with words? Maybe say sothing beautiful, or sothing she's afraid of, could that help?"

Sun Shijie was taken aback, then nodded repeatedly, "Yes! Yes! It's worth a try!"

After which, he turned to Lin Zhiyan, "You can talk about your childhood, try to pick morable monts."

Lin Zhiyan wiped her tears, took a deep breath, and started recounting their childhood stories.

As she spoke, everyone present looked gloomy.

The fate of these two sisters was truly rough.

Lin Jiaxuan required little explanation; forever remaining childlike was pitiful in itself.

While many girls dream of eternal youth, "eternal youth" isn't always as wonderful as imagined.

Imagine if your friends were all in their seventies or eighties, and you still had the face of soone in their early twenties. Not being called a monster behind your back would be the real oddity.

And Lin Zhiyan didn't have it any easier; in order to protect her sister from bullying and discrimination, she developed exceptional skills and founded Blood Nightmare.

The hardships she endured made one feel sympathetic by just thinking about it.

Yet, after talking for ten minutes, Lin Jiaxuan still showed no intention of opening her eyes.

Though initially more responsive, now her reactions diminished, and even simple head movents ceased.

Instinctively, Xiao Feng knew this wasn't a solution and pulled Lin Zhiyan aside, "Let try!"

Since the pleasant talk wasn't working, he could only try the opposite, saying things that would make her uncomfortable or scared.

"Lin Zhiyan, kneel before !" Xiao Feng raised his voice.

Though he yelled Lin Jiaxuan's na, his gaze was fixed on Lin Zhiyan.

As Xiao Feng shouted for Lin Zhiyan to kneel, Lin Jiaxuan suddenly clenched her teeth tightly, biting down so hard that the "creak" could be heard clearly.

Xiao Feng chuckled, "Let be blunt, Little Xuan is really a glutton for punishnt. We just said a whole lot of nice things, and she didn't respond at all. Now, without any sweet talk, she's all riled up."

"Hey, Brother Xiao Feng, at a ti like this, you still have the mind for jokes? Quickly, continue to provoke Xuanxuan," the little girl urged, tugging at Xiao Feng's sleeve.

Lin Zhiyan also nodded heavily, "Go ahead, say whatever you need to, as harsh as you want, it doesn't matter."