Li Xiaoqiang didn't know if the little one lying in the oxygen room had heard him, but when Li Xiaoqiang spoke, it was a father expressing his heartfelt thoughts to his son.
Li Xiaoqiang's childhood lacked the presence of a father by his side, which instilled in him a strong desire for paternal love. Therefore, he couldn't let his own son undergo the childhood he had experienced. Just as Li Xiaoqiang was watching the little one in the oxygen room, Long San came over from behind him.
Long San stood beside Li Xiaoqiang and whispered, "Xiaoqiang, don't worry. If this little fellow can survive under these circumstances, he certainly has a blessed life ahead."
Li Xiaoqiang took a deep breath and said, "I hope so."
No sooner had Li Xiaoqiang finished speaking than Long San said, "A lot has happened in Jinnan City during the time you were in Shanghai."
