Li Jinghan went upstairs to his father's room. Li Zhen Ting, seeing him coming, angrily turned his head away.
"Dad," Li Jinghan sat on the chair beside the bed and said, "You're sick, you should tone down your temper."
"Your mom!" Li Zhen Ting suddenly sat up straight, pointing his finger towards the door, his body trembling slightly with anger. He said through gritted teeth, "I'm thirsty, and she won't even get me a glass of water, such a heartless woman!"
"And you!" He turned his anger towards Li Jinghan, "Do you even have me as a father in your heart anymore?"
Li Jinghan took his hand down and said, "You've been my father all my life, it has nothing to do with what's in my heart. Mom is just upset because you won't stay in the hospital."
"You've got pneumonia and still stubbornly stay at home. What for?" He spoke with a slight reproach, "The doctor also said it seems you have gallstones, which requires hospitalization and examination."