Li Xuanfeng looked toward the bedside and saw the label Jianghuai Hospital had attached to Yang Yi, which read: "Severe vegetative state!"
"Turns out to be a cripple!" Li Xuanfeng bellowed with laughter, completely dismissive of whatever child psychology Yang Yiyi might have.
Hearing this, Yang Yiyi was very angry. Though just a child, she was also very brave; despite her fear, she was not intimidated at all.
She stood up straight and asked, "Can you beat my dad? Wait until my dad is better, then come and challenge him!"
"Challenge? Heh!"
Li Xuanfeng touched his forehead and chuckled, "Do you think I am playing house like a little child?"
With that, he walked over to Yang Yi, first looking over carefully, then tentatively touching Yang Yi.
However, at this time, Yang Yi still could not move and could only look coldly at this person, secretly gathering his strength.
After confirming Yang Yi really could not move, the tall and thin Li Xuanfeng let down his guard.