Due to the pressure from the tumor in his head, Lin Jianping's vision was getting weaker by the day.
Now he had to get very close to barely make out anything clearly.
He stared unblinkingly at the screen, leaving the caregiver beside him dumbfounded, unsure of what to do.
Tentatively, the caregiver called out, "Chairman Lin?"
Lin Jianping frowned, "Don't speak, don't disturb me."
The caregiver was momentarily at a loss about what to do.
What should be done in this situation? Should the doctor be called over?
But looking at Mr. Lin's state, he didn't seem to be confused at all. Could he have been following a variety show before?
Impossible, right? Could someone as important as him also have a gossip-loving heart?
Lin Jianping had no time to consider the caregiver's thoughts and finally saw that familiar face on the screen.
It has been decades, and Lin Chunju had aged much since those days.
