"Uncle Lin, you should get some rest, too. There's no need to worry about the stock market or the Lin Family Corporation for now. The Ma Family won't make a move so hastily."
After seeing Zhao Jingxi off, Qin Lin turned to his father-in-law, Lin Kun. "Give me a few days. I will deal with the Ma Family, ensure the Lin Family's safety, and rescue Su Qian. I will also help the Lin Family advance even further!"
Lin Kun let out a long, bitter sigh. Although he didn't quite believe Qin Lin's words, things had already reached a point where he was completely helpless.
"I've already run a bath for you. You should take a soak; you're covered in blood," Lin Qingyue said, looking at Qin Lin with concern. Even though the elixir had healed his wounds, his clothes were still soaked in blood. "Do your injuries need dressing?"
