After being tortured and reborn, the real daughter killed Song Nanxi Fu Jingyao crazy

Seeing that it was Song Nanxi who came, everyone in the Lin family was stunned.

"This is..." Lin's mother had never met Song Nanxi before, seeing a girl who was about the same age as Lin Zhiyin who spoke just now, she asked with a puzzled expression.

Seeing this, Lin Zhisu explained to her: "Mom, she is my sister-in-law's daughter, Nanxi."

Mother Lin was dressed in a plain cheongsam, with fair skin, dignified manners, and a ladylike demeanor.

After hearing Lin Zhisu's words, he looked at Song Nanxi with a little surprise.

"Nanxi, what did you just say? What do you want to try?" Lin Bowen looked at Song Nanxi and asked.

It was only at this time that everyone realized that Song Nanxi seemed to say that she wanted to try to treat Mr. Lin?

This……

Did they hear it right?

Mr. Lin's family doctor is an expert doctor from abroad. Even he can't help it. Song Nanxi looks like a high school student at his age. How could she do it?

So after hearing her words, the Lin family didn't quite believe it.

"Nanxi, do you know medicine?" Although Lin Zhisu was a little suspicious, he still asked.

Lin Zhisu saw Song Nanxi's performance at the auction and believed that she would not lie.

Lin Zhiyin also looked at Song Nanxi in surprise: "Nanxi, do you really have a solution?"

Song Nanxi frowned, and finally said with a serious face: "I'm not sure, I can only try first."

Among the members of the Lin family, only Chairman Lin had seen Song Nanxi's ability to prick acupuncture points with silver needles. Unfortunately, he had an important meeting today and was still on his way.

Except for him, everyone here also has doubts about Song Nanxi's words.

"Stop joking, I have used all the methods that should be used, what can you do?" At this time, Mr. Lin's family doctor heard Song Nanxi's words, came over and said in disbelief.

"Chinese medicine." Song Nanxi threw out two words coldly.

After Song Nanxi finished speaking, the family doctor was even more dismissive.

Isn't Mr. Lin's younger brother a master of traditional Chinese medicine?Even he can't do anything about it. What can this little girl who doesn't seem to have even gone to college know?

"Son, our Lin family hasn't looked for you in these years, and you have suffered a lot of grievances. If you are sad, you can go in to see your grandfather and see him off for the last time."

Lin's mother thought that the old man kept chanting Ah Nan's name when he was sick, and thought that Song Nanxi came here because he couldn't accept the fact that the old man was about to leave.

"Grandpa has always wanted to see you. He should be very happy to see you. I'll take you in." After Lin Zhisu finished speaking, he led Song Nanxi into the room.

Seeing this, Song Nanxi didn't bother to say anything, and followed Lin Zhisu into the room.

The old man was lying on the hospital bed. He had been tortured by the disease all these years and was only skinny, and his face looked very pale and haggard. With his eyes closed at this time, he was already in a state of exhaling more air than inhaling.

On the surface, it seemed that he really didn't have much time. No wonder everyone from the Lin family gathered here, and they wanted to see him off for the last time.

During this period of time, Lin Zhisu has been looking for a doctor for the old man. He thought that he would be able to find K to perform surgery for the old man after returning to China.

But I didn't expect that the old man would not last until that time, and the last hope of the Lin family was also shattered.

"Grandpa, didn't you always want to see my sister's daughter? She is here now, you can see her when you open your eyes." Lin Zhisu leaned over and whispered in the old man's ear.

"Ah... Ah Nan..." Hearing Lin Zhisu's words, the old man exhausted all his strength and mumbled Lin Zhinan's name in his throat.

The thing that the old man regretted most in his life was sending his daughter to that scumbag Song Zhengcheng with his own hands. If he had been tougher back then and prevented Lin Zhinan and Song Zhengcheng from being together, the following things would not have happened.

So he was sad about the fact that his daughter died, and at the same time blamed himself for not protecting her well.

If he didn't take good care of her because of his anger, he wouldn't have given those people the chance to hurt his daughter.

He has never done anything harmful to nature in his life, but why did his daughter leave before him in such a cruel way?

The old man slowly opened his eyes, and saw Song Nanxi standing beside his bed at a glance.

He grabbed Song Nanxi's hand very excitedly, and kept shouting, "Ah Nan...my Anan...I'm sorry, Dad."

The old man's voice was a little choked, his body was very weak, but he grabbed Song Nanxi's hand with all his strength, as if he had grabbed his last hope.

Song Nanxi knew that he regarded herself as his mother. Although she had no feelings for the Lin family, but they were about to die. At this moment, seeing the old man like this, she felt somewhat complicated feelings in her heart.

She knew that her mother never complained about the Lin family until she died. If she were here, she wouldn't want to see the old man die in such pain.

Seeing this, Song Nanxi put his hand on the old man's wrist and felt his pulse.

The old man's body functions are indeed depleted too much, but it is not impossible to treat it.

Due to his long-term depression and self-blame, he suffered from severe symptoms of liver stagnation, which caused all the blood vessels in his body to be blocked.

There is really no way to treat such a situation through surgery. If you want to treat it, you must let all the muscles in your body be unblocked.

But if anything happens to the old man's current physical condition, it will be fatal.

So President Lin should have seen this too, and he has been hesitant to give the needle.

Otherwise, with President Lin's medical skills, it is impossible to cure the old man's illness.

It's just such a dangerous way of injecting needles, apart from Song Nanxi, there is probably no other person in this world who dares to do so.

After giving the old man the pulse, Song Nanxi's expression was a little dignified.

She raised her head and glanced at the few members of the Lin family standing around, and her eyes finally fell on Lin Zhisu.

"Sit on the side of the bed and hold him up." Because of the time constraints, the old man's situation is already at a critical moment, and Song Nanxi has no way to explain it to them, and his tone can't help but have an orderly tone because of his anxiety .

Lin Zhisu was stunned for a moment when he heard Song Nanxi's words, and then he realized what Song Nanxi said and sat by the bed, supporting the old man's body.

"Nanxi, you..." Lin Bowen looked at Song Nanxi's serious face and asked subconsciously.

He originally wanted to ask Song Nanxi if he really wanted to cure the old man, but before he could finish asking, he saw Song Nanxi take out a silver needle from nowhere.

In the eyes of everyone, after carefully disinfecting the alcohol with the alcohol on the side table, the silver needle in his hand plunged into the old man's head quickly and ruthlessly before they could see clearly.

This scene directly frightened everyone on the side.