Issues of face cannot be ignored.
Inside the East Cross Courtyard, there wasn't a single servant to be seen.
From the moment Eldest Master Dong entered the courtyard, his expression grew increasingly grim.
But without seeing anyone around, it was hard to say anything.
When he pushed the door open and saw Mr. Lin and his own sister, his voice trembled slightly.
"What's going on? How did you get so badly injured!"
"Brother, you're finally here. Quickly, please have a look at Third Brother. The Imperial Physician said it's hopeless."
Mrs. Dong spoke while crying bitterly.
Mr. Lin could only comfort his wife from the side, unable to do anything else.
Neither Second Young Master Dong nor Second Madam said much.
They immediately stepped forward to examine Lin Muzhi's injuries.
The injuries on his body were not severe, just a few scrapes and bruises that would heal with some ointment applied for a few days.
The dangerous one was the wound on the back of his head.
