While talking, Ye Wutian noticed that Father Lin's complexion wasn't good, so he asked with concern, "Uncle, I see that your complexion is poor. Are you feeling unwell?"
Triggered by Ye Wutian's comment, Lin Shiyue also noticed this and hurriedly said, "Yes, Dad, I've noticed you've looked unwell lately. Why don't you let Wutian take a look at you? He's a very good doctor."
Father Lin waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, just haven't slept well lately."
"Uncle, are you not used to living here?" Ye Wutian asked.
Father Lin glanced at Mother Lin, and she chuckled awkwardly and explained, "Yueyue, you don't have to worry, it's normal for your dad to have poor sleep at his age."
"Mom, are you hiding something from me?" Lin Shiyue asked suspiciously. She knew her own parents better than anyone. Her father was an honest man who didn't lie, so whenever there was something they didn't want her father to say, her mother would always interject.
