Following Zhan Yang's introduction, an elderly, white-haired old man with a walking stick slowly walked up with a baby in his arms.
He walked to Zhan Yang and passed the baby to him."Be careful, the child is asleep."
The old man's voice was very deep and soft, with an inexplicable kindness.
If old master Li and old Madam li were here at this moment, they would have gasped in shock.
The old man with the child was the 'old friend' they had met at the chief private hospital not long ago.
He was clearly a dozen years younger than old master Li, but his hair was already silver.
Zhan Yang took the child from the other party's hands, a rare hint of patience appearing in his eyes.
He was not only talking to the child in his arms, but also to the white-haired old man.
