"Dudu is really good." Bo Mingxian smiled at the child, then said seriously, "The doctor said Dad's condition isn't great, he needs to have surgery soon."
Duan Fei nodded and brought her son forward.
Old Mr. Rong didn't look well, but upon hearing his grandson call him grandpa, he still managed a weak smile, "Dudu is here."
"Grandpa, does it hurt?" Rong Zidu asked.
Old Mr. Rong shook his head, "Grandpa isn't in pain, Grandpa is absolutely fine."
"Grandpa is lying, Aunt said you need to have surgery."
Old Mr. Rong said, "Then I won't have surgery, I'll stay with Dudu, alright?"
"Not alright." Rong Zidu spoke like a little adult, "Grandpa, you have to have the surgery, only after the surgery can you be healthy."
Old Mr. Rong laughed heartily.
Rong Moyong came in shortly after, "The surgery is scheduled for next week, if there's anything you want to say, say it early."
Duan Fei was speechless and quickly pulled him aside.
