Daddy, Here Is Mommy

The familiar voice was excited.    

"Daddy?"    

The dim yellow light from both sides of the aisle shone down, and the people in the wheelchair were covered with a layer of faint orange light.    

Qian Jingchuan stood rooted to the spot with widened eyes. His handsome face was filled with disbelief.    

"Jing Chuan, you're awake."    

Qian Yunfan slid the wheelchair over and slowly arrived beside Qian Jingchuan.    

His emaciated and eye-catching hand rested on the armrest of the wheelchair, his head slightly raised, tears rolling down his aged eyes.    

"Father, you …"    

Qian Jingchuan, who was extremely shocked, trembled as his eyes quickly became filled with mist.    

Splash.    

He half knelt down.    

The astringency that rushed into his throat stopped him from muttering, making him unable to speak any longer.    

"Jing Chuan, quickly get up."    

Qian Yunfan's hands trembled as he held onto Qian Jingchuan's arms.    

"..."    

Qian Jingchuan didn't say a word. He only lifted his mist-covered eyes to look at his father.    

In an instant, the embarrassing thoughts between Mo Ye and his mother came to his mind. His two cheeks flushed red with anger.    

"Jing Chuan, the ground is cold." "Hurry and get up."    

The thick carpet of the hallway was not cold at all. Qian Yunfan's words were just a sign of his father's love.    

Who would have thought that the child he had raised and doted upon for twenty-three years was actually not his own flesh and blood?    

This was a huge blow to any man, let alone him.    

The moment he found out the truth, he was so ashamed and angry that he almost fainted again. He wished he could immediately tear Jing Ze and Mo Ye into a thousand pieces. However, he controlled his anger with patience that exceeded that of an ordinary person. Because he couldn't imagine what would happen if Qian Jingchuan knew the truth.    

"Dad, when did you wake up?"    

Qian Jingchuan ruthlessly wiped the corners of his eyes, forcing the tears that were about to roll down back into his reddened eyes. He sniffed and asked in a heavy nasal voice.    

"One month ago."    

Qian Yunfan pursed his lips, a kind smile unique to his father hanging on his thin face.    

"Jing Chuan, get up. Let's go back to our room and talk."    

"Hmm …"    

Qian Jingchuan bit the corner of his lips and let out a heavy nasal sound.    

Qian Yunfan didn't let go until he stood up.    

Squeak, squeak...    

Qian Jingchuan pushed Qian Yunfan to the innermost room on the left side of the stairs.    

The room's layout was also very simple.    

On the wooden table in front of the window was a pile of documents, as well as a pair of reading glasses.    

Even though Qian Jingchuan's nose was blocked, he could still smell the medicine floating in the air.    

"Dad, how long have you been here?"    

"It wasn't too long ago, after you went to the base."    

Qian Yunfan gestured for him to say that he had pushed himself in front of the sofa in the room.    

Qian Jingchuan froze for a moment and then began to calculate the time.    

"Dad, so you're saying. "When you were in the sanatorium, you were already."    

"Yes, I woke up a long time ago. Due to some reasons, I have to … "    

As Qian Yunfan spoke to here, the smile on his face gradually faded, and a dark light flashed across his narrowed eyes.    

"Father, you …"    

Qian Jingchuan wanted to ask if he knew about the relationship between Jing Se and Mo Ye, but it was difficult to say.    

Even though he couldn't say it out loud, the wise and farsighted Qian Yunfan was well aware of it. His pupils revealed a slight tinge of anger as he kindly opened his mouth.    

"Jing Chuan, we can talk about some things in the future."    

"Yes."    

Qian Jingchuan nodded and took the opportunity to sit down on the sofa.    

"Dad, do you know how I got here? "I don't want to get up at all …"