Huo Shi quickly brought a chair over and sat by the Old Master's bed.
"Dad, nothing's up. I just came to see you."
The Old Master took a sip of water and handed the glass to the butler, then he turned to look at him. "Do you even hear yourself?"
Huo Shi coughed dryly and looked at him. "Guess I can't hide anything from my father."
He laughed bitterly and then sighed, looking quite pitiful. Not falling for it, the Old Master said directly, "If you have something to say, say it. Or did you wake me up simply to let me hear you sigh?"
Frantically, Huo Shi looked at the Old Master. "I'm sorry, Dad. I woke you up, but I was really upset and wanted to tell you. Otherwise, I would have been frustrated to death."
"Who would dare anger you?"
The Old Master glanced at him, then took the glass of water from the butler's hand and took another sip, his other hand holding the edge of his blanket.
