Gu Qili shoved a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, holding his hand: "Buy back the king of gambling in Aus City to stand guard at your door? Eat."
After Tang Tianyou finished his meal, Gu Qili went to the hospital's hot water room to clean the thermos.
She had just left when Tang's father pushed the door open and saw his son sitting on the hospital bed looking totally at ease, he pulled up a chair and sat opposite him: "What's really going on? Don't try to hide it from me."
Putting down the newspaper in his hand, Tang Tianyou glanced at his old man: "You're all-knowing, asking me is superfluous."
"You ungrateful brat." Tang's father, with his commanding features coated in a veneer of anger, wanted to burst out, but seeing his son's somewhat sickly face, he still suppressed his temper, "I won't interfere with your matters, but before any of that, you need to give me a grandson. Our Tang family has a single line of descent, and I don't want to see it end."
