Ji Chengzhi really knew him too well; as soon as he heard the beeping of the heart monitor losing frequency, he immediately came over and held his hand tightly, comforting him.
Of course, he would worry about his dad. These two, despite their usual cold confrontations and half-hearted conversations at home, actually cared for each other no less than any other father and son.
So, hearing that the old man had arrived, he naturally worried that he wouldn't be able to bear seeing his son with such severe injuries.
Luckily, after being soothed by him, his emotions eventually calmed down, but as they did, his whole body looked as if he had just been pulled out of water.
Seeing this, Ji Chengzhi quickly brought over some sterilized gauze: "Mucen, don't worry. When you woke up earlier, I had already called Uncle to reassure him. He should be arriving at the hospital soon."
"Mm…"
He hummed a response and finally lay still.
