Zhuo Junyue was almost non-stop, without a minute's delay, once again boarded the helicopter heading to the Spirit Tribe.
On the helicopter, he couldn't afford to rest, making phone calls to contact his sons, and then instructing the company's executives to arrange the company's affairs.
He rubbed his temples, it had been so many years, he hadn't been this tired.
That brat, he must not let the Zhuo Family's great efforts to heal him go to waste.
At the hospital, Ningyan returned home once again, instructing the family to prepare blood-nourishing food for Anan these days. She
Lu Mingfei hadn't woken up yet, Anan was thinking about starting to raise the Spirit Poison once daddy returned.
She must nourish herself well, so Anan was currently eating the food sent by her mom.
Having been out for so many days, Anan also missed the home-cooked meals.
So, she ate heartily.
Hu Duo finally saw that there weren't many people in the ward, and took a moment to come in.
