"You need to get well soon, your mother is really worried about you... you have to battle through this and emerge as a victor, I know you can do it..." He softly whispered and Zi Xuan could hear him.
He wanted to say a few comforting words to his father but he was unable to say even one single word. He felt like he was being held down by special forces.
"Get well soon my dear ... We are all waiting for you... You have to get better..." He softly kissed his forehead before strolling out of the room and removing the protective gown before disposing of it into the dustbin.
He strode over to the other end of the hallway where Mo Han was standing, Mo Yuan was the first one to go back to Mo Han who was now done with the phone call.
