"Discharged?"
"Yes."
The son of the old county Party secretary smiled and nodded when he saw the puzzled look on his face.
"Dad, your illness is cured, you are healthy now, and you can be discharged!"
He spoke with a smile, holding the old Party secretary's hand even tighter.
"We can go home now!"
As these words were uttered, the old Party secretary had not even reacted yet.
He turned his head to look at Chu Dazhuang, his eyes filled with confusion.
Seeing this, Chu Dazhuang nodded lightly and then slowly began to speak.
"That's right, you're almost like a normal person now."
After saying this, Chu Dazhuang turned to leave. When he reached the doorway, he stopped and turned his head slightly.
"By the way, now that your dad is recovering from a serious illness, eat whatever you feel like eating."
After saying this, Chu Dazhuang walked away with the demeanor of a hermit from the world.
The old county Party secretary burst into joyful laughter upon hearing this.
