"Oh, that's good." Wang Yilong breathed a sigh of relief.
He found his son had recently become very busy. He went to work during the day, and he went out to work at night. When he came home, he was tired and didn't say anything. After eating, the two would have a small talk. His son would go to bed early. He looked distressed but only answered "Nothing" if asked.
His son was sensible now. Compared with the past, he was a changed person, which was a good thing. Wang Zilong was happy, but he did not want his son to be so tired. It had been going on for some time, so he was worried that his son's body would wear out.
"How many days does he have to rest at home?" Wang Zilong asked.
"My suggestion was at least seven days. Otherwise, it may leave a root for more serious illnesses," Wang Yao said.
"Leave a root for illnesses?" Wang Yilong was nervous.
