As soon as Lin Wu spoke, the atmosphere in the hospital room instantly turned stiff, and the smile on Lin Shenghai's face completely vanished.
The elder Mr. Lin hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Wuwu, you've misunderstood. Your father hasn't been eating or sleeping well recently, and after hearing from Jiangchuan and the others how effective this incense was for treating insomnia when they came to visit Grandfather last time, he thought of using it. Seeing that he really wasn't in good spirits, I offered it to him willingly."
"Oh? Then why did he say at the door just now that the incense was something he had recently acquired from outside?" Lin Wu directly pointed out.
The elder Mr. Lin couldn't help but glance at Lin Shenghai.
Lin Shenghai's face felt a burning sting as he forced a response through clenched teeth, "That's not it, Wuwu, there has been some misunderstanding between you and us, and I didn't want you to overthink, so I didn't tell the truth."
