Father Xia wanted to say something, but he couldn't understand why his own son's blood was different from his.
Xia Hau saw his father's bewildered expression and sighed inwardly. He knew these things were too unbelievable for a man who had lived honestly all his life, but he didn't want to hide it from his parents forever.
At this time, footsteps sounded outside the door, the door to the hospital room was opened, and Ruan Xue and An Yiqing walked in.
"Xiao Qing? Why are you here?" Xia Hau quickly stood up to take the items from Ruan Xue and An Yiqing's hands, "Dad, Xiao Qing is here to see you."
Father Xia was very familiar with An Yiqing. He quickly perked up and smiled at An Yiqing, "Xiao Qing is here, come sit down. Um... Xiao, Xiao Xue, you sit too. Let Xiao Hau handle the busy work."
