Zhou Qi's words touched Lin Heping deeply.
Over the years, the person he felt most apologetic to was his son, Lin Cheng.
Other people's parents were either wealthy or noble, able to buy cars and houses for their children, giving them the life they wanted.
But what about him?
He was just an old farmer with nothing to offer, not even capable of affording a down payment for a house.
It was precisely because of this that Lin Heping had always felt immense guilt toward his son.
And now, finally having such an opportunity to help his son, he naturally did not want to miss it!
"Fine, I'll sign!"
Upon hearing Lin Heping relent, Zhou Qi exchanged a glance with Mister Tang, both corners of their mouths curling into smug smiles, looking as if their wishes had been fulfilled.
But just as Lin Heping was about to sign his name on the consent form,
"Uncle Lin, don't sign!" a voice suddenly erupted.
Immediately, Chen Xuan and Lin Cheng walked straight into the ward.
