With his eyes half-closed, Lin Jianping realized the girl in front of him was very young, and his voice involuntarily carried a hint of self-mockery.
"And which doctor are you? Xiaohao has been really worried, still running around for an old man like me."
Lin Hao almost burst into tears hearing this.
He was a late-born child in the family, much cherished by his parents.
However, compared to Fang Miao's near-spoiling, his father had always been strict with him.
When Lin Hao was young he couldn't understand, but as he grew up, he increasingly grasped the good intentions behind Lin Jianping's strictness.
And he looked up to this father who had built their family fortune from turbulent times.
"Dad, your illness will definitely get better this time, don't worry!"
Lin Jianping laughed heartily twice, his laughter bright and cheerful.
