It was a mess.
A number of them had to be sent to the hospital.
When Old Mr. Li woke up, he was still on a drip.
There was a lot of commotion around.
"How do you even take care of Dad? Your daughter is dead, are you trying to kill Dad too? Li Haoran, I never knew you were so cruel!"
There was yelling going on.
"Haobin…" Old Master struggled to speak.
Li Haobin immediately kept quiet and went to check on Old Master's condition.
Li Haoran's family hurriedly went forward too.
"Dad."
"Grandpa."
"Who are you calling Grandpa? You're an outsider. Just because you bear the Li family name now doesn't make you one of us." Li Haobin sneered by the bedside. "Ying'er, pour a glass of water for Grandpa."
Li Ying nodded and shot Li Xueqing a smug look.
Fang Zhili didn't look too happy about this. "Ying'er's hand was injured by Nian Nian just a while back. Let Xueqing do it instead."
