Now that things have come to this, no matter how hard Lin's father disbelieves in evil, he is still shaken in his heart.

But if what the mysterious "Knife Credit Man" said was true, wouldn't his son Lin Zhen only have twelve years left to live?

Thinking of this, Father Lin's heart that had just been relieved suddenly reached his throat again.

However, he did not tell his wife about the "creditman's" prediction that his son would not live longer than twenty-two years.

After being together for so many years, Lin's father knew his wife's temperament very well. If she knew about this matter, she would probably have something wrong with her before his son was twenty-two years old...

However, Lin's father is not stupid. Since the "knife credit man" said that when his son is twenty-two years old, he will visit again to collect the knife money, then he may have a way to help his son tide over the difficulties.

That night, Lin's father stayed at Lin Zhen's bedside, looking at his sleeping son, and stayed up all night.

From then on, Father Lin, who had never had any faith, began to invite various statues of gods and Buddhas to his home; he burned incense and made offerings every day, showing great piety.

Every time Mother Lin saw Father Lin nodding and bowing, offering incense and worshiping, she would just shake her head silently; this was all because the so-called statues of gods invited by Father Lin were of all kinds, such as Arhats, Bodhisattvas, Laojuns whom she could not name, including those from the West.

Jesus and Lin's father had all moved into his own home. If someone who didn't know this entered the Lin family, they would think that their family specializes in this business...

In addition, Lin's father worked with as much energy as if he was desperate for his life; the family's savings continued to increase, but Lin's mother looked sad all day long, for no other reason than her husband's physical and mental condition was deteriorating.

It's all in sight.

"Old Lin, our family has already spent enough money. Why don't you just take a break and stop working so hard... You are the backbone of our family. If you say you have some shortcomings, how can I live...", every time

Despite Lin's mother's earnest attempts to dissuade her, Lin's father always waved his hand and said with an understatement, "It's okay. I know my own health, and I can still work hard for a few more years, so as not to regret it later."

Lin's mother didn't know what her husband meant by "regret", and she didn't give up trying to dissuade her. Lin's father had never heard of it...

"Is it time to take a rest?"

"No rush, no rush..."

"Old Lin, you have made enough money..."

"not enough…"

…

Time flies, some are busy, others are worried, twelve spring and autumn years pass in the blink of an eye...

Outsiders are very curious. Lin's father has been working hard to make money, and his career is booming. Some families whose income is obviously not as high as Lin's father have changed to new houses and bought mobility scooters, but the Lin family still looks like the same old one, even giving money to others.

The impression is still very tight.

In these twelve years, Lin Zhen went through elementary school, junior high school, high school and university. He also made many friends along the way, and even gained a childhood sweetheart...

But for some reason, Lin's father was very opposed to this relationship.

At first, Lin Zhen thought that his father did not want his early love to affect his studies. But when he became an adult and entered college, his father still advised him not to fall in love, and Lin Zhen felt something strange...

This year, Lin Zhen graduated and joined the workforce;

This year, Father Lin would stare at the calendar for a long time every day, and his mental state became increasingly depressed.

However, what is supposed to come will always come, no matter how much you don't want it to happen...

On Lin Zhen's twenty-second birthday, Lin's father received the call that he had been waiting for but did not want to receive.

On the other end of the phone was Lin Zhen's colleague. He told Lin Zhen's father that Lin Zhen suddenly fell unconscious while working and has now been sent to the hospital.

…

In the ward, the attending doctor in charge of Lin Zhen shook his head helplessly and said to Lin Zhen's father and mother: "I'm very sorry. With the current medical methods, we can't determine why the patient fell into coma. However, the patient's vital signs are very weak now.

Except for retaining some instinctive nerve reflexes and the ability to metabolize matter and energy, his cognitive abilities have been completely lost and he has no active activities. Generally speaking, he is a vegetative state."

After hearing the doctor's words, Mrs. Lin's legs softened on the spot and she fell to the ground.

Father Lin quickly helped her up. Compared to Mother Lin's distraught expression, Father Lin's face was very calm.

In the early morning of that day, there was a sudden knock on the door of Lin Zhen's ward.

The drowsy mother Lin glanced at her husband doubtfully, while father Lin's eyes lit up, and a premonition told him that the person he was waiting for was here!

Father Lin quickly walked to the door, opened the door, and a figure immediately came into his eyes.

Dressed in a Chinese tunic suit, with a calm and slightly mature and handsome face, and an upright posture, the ruthless "pig-killing knife" of time has become a dull and useless knife on his body.

Twelve years have passed since the last time I saw him, but this man still looks the same as before...

"Sir, please come in quickly!"

As time passed, Lin's father's attitude towards this man also changed drastically.

Father Lin knew very well that the only person who could save his son Lin Zhen now was this mysterious "Knife Credit Man".

The "Knife Credit Man" didn't waste any time and immediately entered the ward.

He glanced at the unconscious Lin Zhen on the hospital bed with his deep eyes, and said in a serious tone: "Where is the knife?"

Hearing this, Father Lin immediately took out an oilcloth parcel from his arms and unfolded it, revealing a kitchen knife!

A cold light flashed above the blade, showing its sharpness.

Even Lin's mother was surprised. She didn't expect that Lin's father would carry this kitchen knife with him. At the same time, she also recognized Mr. "Knife Credit Man" and immediately opened her mouth, her expression becoming extremely horrified.

The husband glanced at the kitchen knife, took it casually, nodded slightly, and then said solemnly to Father Lin and Mother Lin: "The cause and effect of the past is today. I once said that when your son turns twenty-two, I will come."

Charge money..."

Hearing this, Lin's father took out a red cloth wrapped in a square from his arms, quickly unfolded it in front of the husband, and said: "This is all our family's savings. If it is not enough... we can sell the house! Sir, as long as you

Can save Zhen'er!"

While talking, I burst into tears!

The red cloth fell to the ground, and in Father Lin's hand, he held an unfolded bankbook.

The accounts above are all in and out...

The husband was stunned for a moment, then raised his right hand and pressed it gently on the bankbook: "I also said that your son can only stay in this world for twenty-two years, but this does not mean that he will die...

"

Father Lin looked puzzled.

The husband continued: "There are many unspeakable things in this world. I can only tell you that if you want to save your son, you must entrust him to me. From today on, I am his master."

Father Lin was eager to save his son. After all, the doctors were helpless. The only one he could rely on now was this gentleman.
Chapter completed!