"How's the family? The Southern halls…"
Ji Nan supported his back, gritted his teeth, and interrupted him. "Dad, don't worry about anything else. You've to take care of your health right now."
Ji Lingfeng narrowed his sharp eyes. Although pale and sickly, he couldn't hide the power in his bones. "I'm asking you a question."
Ji Nan poured him a glass of water and handed it over. Seeing that Ji Lingfeng did not take it, he looked at him helplessly and said, "Nian Nian helped resolve it. Those people don't dare to act rashly for the time being."
Qiao Nian.
"No, she can't get involved!" Ji Lingfeng's temples swelled as he propped himself up on the bed.
Ji Nan pressed him down. "Dad! Elder Zhong said you have to rest in bed. Also, don't overthink…"
"Move aside!" Ji Lingfeng did not listen.
No one knew his physical condition better than him. He couldn't last much longer.