Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 215 - 215 215 Lin Yongle Returns Home (6)_1

Chapter 215: Chapter 215 Lin Yongle Returns Home (6)_1 Chapter 215: Chapter 215 Lin Yongle Returns Home (6)_1 However, at this time, Lin Jiazhong had no mind to complain further, as the stench from his younger son was so overpowering that it permeated through the carriage.

Lin Jiazhong felt that if he stayed here much longer, he might not be able to keep himself from vomiting.

But by now, Lin Yongle no longer recognized anyone, and whoever came close would be kicked away with the leg that wasn’t crippled.

Left with no choice, Lin Jiazhong had Lin Yongcheng use a stick to knock him out before giving up.

When Lady Ma saw her son pass out, tears emerged again, but this was not the time for heartache.

The smell of feces and urine on her son was too intense, his clothes were so tattered they were beyond saving, and as for the wounds on his legs, it was unknown whether they would ever heal.

Lin Jiazhong, holding back the churning in his stomach, carried Lin Yongle into the side room with his eldest son.

Lady Yang had already been dragged out of her bed covers by Lady Ma to boil hot water in the kitchen.

Lady Yang, who had held great hopes for her little grandson, was truly startled upon seeing the delirious Lin Yongle for the first time.

Watching his leg swing in a grotesque pose, Lady Yang suddenly found the sight in front of her very disturbing.

Just over half a year ago, had she not seen her second son in the same state?

For some reason, her heart skipped a beat.

It was for pleading on behalf of Lin Yongle that Lin Jiaxin had ended up with a crippled leg, and now Lin Yongle himself had become like this.

Could it be true like others said, that there were divine beings watching over them in the unseen?

Lady Yang shuddered and, paying no mind to the rain pouring outside, went blankly to the kitchen to heat the water.

It seemed she would need to speak more favorably of herself the next time she burnt incense before the Buddha, hoping to be reborn into a better family in her next life and not to get such useless sons again.

After they brought Lin Yongle into the house, Lin Jiazhong returned to his own room with a sullen face, stripping off all his robes and clothing.

Lin Yongcheng shared a room with Lin Yongle to sleep, having nowhere else to go, he could only scrunch up his nose and stay dryly to one side.

Lady Ma wiped her tears while stripping Lin Yongle of his clothes.

They could hardly be called clothes, more like tattered rags.

One sleeve was gone, and the seam of the other had been torn open, especially the trousers, which had lost even the belt — had her son been able to stand, the loose trousers would have likely fallen off long ago.

After removing the trousers, Lady Ma discovered that her son wore only a pair of thin pants.

Although it had been just after the Mid-Autumn Festival when he was thrown into jail and wasn’t too cold, he should have been wearing an undershirt.

Why was he now without even that?

Looking closer, Lady Ma gasped in shock!

Lin Yongle’s thigh was covered with bruises — some were pinched, some twisted, and others, one couldn’t tell how they’d been caused.

Even his buttocks were swollen, with hard, purple lumps to the touch.

What pained Lady Ma even more was his leg.

Because it had not received timely treatment, his left leg had severely deformed, swelling at the knee like a large bun, and the entire left leg was twisted in a very bizarre position, making her heart leap with fright.

Before stripping him, she had refused to believe that a human leg could bend in such a grotesque way.

Apart from the broken leg, there were many other injuries on Lin Yongle’s body.

When Lady Ma gently wiped them down, the unconscious Lin Yongle would still furrow his brows tightly, occasionally making pained moans.

Lady Ma’s heart ached intensely; she had never imagined that her beloved youngest son, whom she had pampered for years, would one day suffer such inhumane treatment!

It was not only Lady Ma who was heartbroken; Lin Yongcheng, watching from the side, was in even more agony!

He knew all too well how his brother had gotten the wounds on his legs and body; prisoners who had been locked away for years in jail could be more brutal than beasts.