After a few more sentences, Grandfather Lan left Sian's room with Lan Qisheng, leaving the poor teenager in a state of shock.
"General Lan, you arrived faster than I expected," Lan Qisheng said in a calm tone. The next moment, a loud slap echoed in the hallway.
General Lan smacked his grandson's head and spoke in a displeased tone, "Does this old man not even deserve to hear the word 'Grandfather' from you anymore, you insolent brat?"
"When you were speaking to Sian with such affection, I didn't see you caring much about the grandparent-grandchild relationship. You didn't even ask about my injuries."
"What could possibly have happened to you? I saw how that kid saved you. You're perfectly fine—just some superficial wounds—and yet you dare to complain in front of me?" Grandfather Lan scoffed as he walked down the hospital's long corridor.
"By the way, stay with that boy for now. Protect him in the coming days until I can resolve this issue."