Chapter 1237: Chapter 1233 Father
Hearing the doctor say so, the old lady’s heart twisted completely. I’m afraid most of his illness is psychological, making treatnt sowhat difficult.
Now that he’s ho, treatnt will be more convenient.
“Alright, we understand.” The old man nodded, “Can we go back now?”
“We’ll observe for a few more hours, then he can be discharged to recuperate at ho.” After stating the situation, the doctor left the ward with a few nurses.
As soon as the doctor left, Qiao Xiaren and Shangguan Xue ca in.
When Qiao Xiaren entered, she saw the man half-reclining on the hospital bed. His eyes were slightly closed, as if resting. Sensitive to the movent at the door, he glanced over.
As their eyes t, Qiao Xiaren noticed his eyes blinked, and his gaze fell on her. He felt a strange sense of familiarity but didn’t know where it ca from.
“She…” Qiao Junzhen suddenly uttered a word, his lips trembled, wanting to say sothing but couldn’t.
Watching the father and daughter eting eyes for the first ti, the old lady felt an inexplicable lancholy, her eyes reddening, unable to stop herself from wiping away tears.
“Xiaren!”
The old man’s voice broke the mood, and Qiao Xiaren quickly stepped forward and held his hand.
His hands were beautiful, sowhat like an artist’s hands—slender, clean, and elegant. He himself exuded an extrely elegant and gentle aura, not quite matching his actual age.
She had imagined countless tis in her dreams, never expecting her father to be like this.
As if instinctively, when Qiao Xiaren held his hand, he tightly clasped hers in return, his eyes carefully observing her face, no longer with the indifferent response from before.
The old lady watched and cried even more uncontrollably.
Perhaps it’s the bond of blood.
“Junzhen, this is your daughter, her na is Xiaren.” The old man introduced, though there was no need; he already knew, otherwise he wouldn’t have held Xiaren’s hand so tightly.
His son hadn’t seen Xiaren since the year she was born, and now at their first eting, there truly seed to be a spiritual connection. It won’t be long before he recovers.
“Dad.”
“Xia… Xiaren.”
Qiao Xiaren called out, and a smile appeared on Qiao Junzhen’s face. Just that smile alone brought imnse comfort to the old man and the old lady.
Qiao Junzhen felt a strong sense of belonging ever since he returned to S Country, and he believed these two were indeed his parents. To his surprise, he had a daughter; this feeling was completely different from Carly.
He was never close to Carly, barely exchanging a few words, and never felt like a father. Facing this girl, he felt an inexplicable sense of affection and a tender heart.
Shortly after, the group left the hospital.
Qiao Xiaren helped her father into the car, and Uncle Wu drove them back to the Qiao Family.
“Old Fang, Professor Li will be staying at the Qiao Family for a while, please tidy the room over there a bit.” The old lady instructed Aunt Fang to tidy up Professor Li’s room as she entered the living room.
To coordinate the treatnt, everyone decided to have Professor Li stay at ho for so ti to monitor Qiao Junzhen’s condition. Actually, the room didn’t need special tidying as the maids cleaned all rooms every day.
“Okay, Madam.”
“Dad, how are you feeling?”
“Pretty good.” Qiao Junzhen replied with a smile, seemingly in a much better mood than before.
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