Jiang Yongheng slowly opened his eyes, his vision a blur.
He felt dizzy and there was a ringing in his ears. As the calls rang out, his consciousness gradually became clear.
"Yongxing, you all... have come."
Jiang Yongxing tightly held Jiang Yongheng's hand, tears blurring his vision. He said with a trembling voice, "Brother, you finally woke up, oh, after so many hours, it's good that you're awake!"
"Where is Kede? Where is he?"
Although Jiang Yongheng's breathing was a bit rapid and his voice soft, he was clear in his mind.
At this moment, his greatest concern was his only son, Jian Kede, fearing that he would act rashly and cause further troubles.
Little did he know, the person was already in detention.
Jiang Yongxing was slightly taken aback, a forced smile crossing his face, "Kede has gone to the company, this child... it's hard on him too. Brother, how do you feel? Any discomfort?"
