"Yifan, why is this happening?" An Qi asked curiously.
"This is a process of cleaning impurities from the lungs; what your father-in-law is coughing up are impurities that have accumulated over many years in his lungs, so there's no need to worry, he will be fine soon," Lin Yifan reassured her.
The occurrence was expected, yet An Zheng coughing so severely worried him slightly.
A few minutes later, the coughing finally subsided. At that point, An Zheng took a few breaths to calm his nerves.
It had been truly dangerous— he had almost coughed his life away. Fortunately, the coughing stopped in time, otherwise he would not have known if he could still be alive in this world.
"Phew! That scared me; my future son-in-law, what is going on, why was my coughing so severe?" An Zheng asked, still shaken.
He suspected there was something wrong with Lin Yifan's medicine, given the dangerous situation that had occurred.
