Three minutes later, Yuan Feng, with Li Zihan's help, settled into the electric wheelchair. Just then, Li Zishen pushed the door of the hospital room open with a stern look in his eyes.
Following closely behind him were Bai Long and Chen Xin, both of whom also wore complicated expressions.
"Is everything okay over there?"
Li Zishen slowly approached the wheelchair, tightly grasping Yuan Feng's hand, "Uncle."
He sighed with relief in his heart. It was good that nothing was wrong.
"How is the sperm bank doing?"
Just as he finished speaking, Madam Lai Yuan Min rushed in, her eyes red with tears, as if she was rushing to see her brother for the last time.
"Brother, brother, are you okay?"
"What's the matter with everyone!"
"Brother, she's still alive, she's back for revenge, what should we do? She wants to harm you, brother, we can't let her marry Zhenshan, we can't—help me..."
"What nonsense are you talking?"
A shout of anger woke Yuan Min up.
