Chapter 68: Lin Zhenghe's Phone Call

"Ah... my son, what's wrong with you..."

Lin Tianhu was in a panic, hurried over, and helped Lin Zhengdong to his feet.

"It hurts... ah ah..."

Lin Zhengdong kept grabbing his chest, and in the blink of an eye, he had torn his shirt, leaving behind shocking trails of blood.

"Son, bear with it! Someone, please call Divine Doctor Qin!"

Seeing his son in such pain, Lin Tianhu's eyes reddened as he said, "Son, hang in there!"

Ten minutes later.

Under the guidance of the Lin Family's servants, Qin Wenhong hurried into the study.

"Divine Doctor Qin, hurry, take a look at my son, what's wrong with him!" Lin Tianhu urged.

"Okay, I'll check on him right away!"

Qin Wenhong squatted down, took hold of Lin Zhengdong's wrist, and after his face went through a series of changes, he shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I am helpless here. Young Master Lin's condition is too strange. I think it's better to call Mr. Long!"

"Ah... okay, okay. I'll call Mr. Long right away!"