"Dad, watch your step." Lin Xilin supported Lin Zhi as they walked out of the hospital's main entrance.
"I'm fine now, Lingling. Do you think your old man's body can't handle a little roughing up?" Lin Zhi straightened his back, took a deep breath, and steadied his stance, "You've had a hard time during this period, but finally, you won't have to run to the hospital anymore."
"Dad, if you don't want me to have a hard time, you can't keep scaring people like this in the future."
"Alright, I promise."
The two approached the car parked on the side.
"Hello? Mom," Lin Xilin answered her phone, "Dad and I are heading home now. He was discharged today, so you can just go directly home. There's no need for you to come here."
