Wu Zongxu Must Be The Mastermind

"It's linked to your phone's loudspeaker, so when you play the recording, their voices will be very clear."

"Okay, I got it. Thank you."

Nuannuan could only nod her head in the face of the Wu family's incessant gratitude.

"Pingting, Zongyang, the two of you stay with Grandpa. Daddy's going out for a while."

Wu Pingting and Wu Zongyang knew where he was going, so they did not stop him.

Soon, someone came in to bring out the unconscious Wu Zongxu.

After the acupuncture treatment, Elder Wu put his hand to his heart. His eyes were wide open.

Sure enough, his heart felt more at ease than it had even before the heart attack!

"Dad, what's wrong? Are you still not feeling well?" Wu Jingmin asked nervously.