Early the next morning, Yu Ling took Nan Tian to the hospital to see Old Master Nan.
After a night's buffer, Old Master Nan had already accepted the fact that Nan Tian had become disabled.
Seeing his son again, he didn't ask much, just said, "No need to create a stir everywhere in the future."
"Yeah, I'm going to be idle at home now." Nan Tian smiled, "Dad, in the future, don't complain that I'm not doing proper work."
"You can't bankrupt the Nan Family. Having worked hard all your life, it's time to rest." Old Master Nan sighed with emotion.
Nan Tian turned back, looking affectionately at Yu Ling: "It will be hard on her."
"She will be willing." Old Master Nan smiled, "Yu Ling, right?"
"Yes." Yu Ling smiled and walked over, standing by Nan Tian's side, "From now on, I'll be your crutch."
The couple, both over fifty, looked at each other tenderly. Old Master Nan felt a deep satisfaction as he glanced around and found Nan Mufeng missing: "Where's Mufeng? Why don't I see him?"
