Chang Yi thought that fortunately, he had kept his son behind; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to get past this hurdle in his heart. "Who dares to ridicule my son?"
"I do."
Chang Yi: "...Father."
"Alright, get up now. Don't make me say it a second time."
Chang Yi really wanted to keep kneeling, but his legs obediently stood him up. "Father, how are you feeling now?"
Zhou Shuren pointed to the small kang bed, signaling Chang Yi to sit. "I'm much better."
Two Imperial Physicians were attending to him; this level of treatment was sufficient, especially when one of the two physicians was the chief physician.
Chang Yi carefully examined his father, noticing his father's pale complexion, which made his heart ache even more. "Father, you've lost so much weight."
Zhou Shuren: "Once I'm cured, I'll regain the weight."
