"What are you saying?" Old Master Lian glared at Lady Zhou, slowly putting on his clothes. "Mind your words."
Old Master Lian knew that it was his own children and grandchildren who attacked. Unlike Lady Zhou, he couldn't bear to curse his own children no matter what.
"Dad, you need to call a doctor for this injury quickly," Lian Shouren said, "It looks like this now, but by tomorrow, it'll definitely be worse. Don't let it become a chronic problem!"
Lian Shouren certainly cared about Old Master Lian's injuries. He knew very well that now, Old Master Lian was his only support. The longer Old Master Lian lived, the longer he could enjoy some good days. Lian Shouren hoped Old Master Lian would live a long life.
Besides, if they called a doctor for Old Master Lian, he could also seize the opportunity to get some medicine for his facial and bodily injuries.
