Lin Feng sat down. "Let me see the check-up reports."
Lin Jiajun hurriedly handed the stack of papers to Lin Feng. "The doctor said we can go through the discharge procedures early tomorrow morning."
The reports indicated that his organs were simply aging; his bodily functions were shutting down. Lin Feng handed the reports back to Lin Jiajun with a smile. "There's nothing to worry about. It's mainly old age. It's perfectly normal for the body to go downhill."
Lin Daan chuckled and nodded. "Exactly. I'm already eighty years old. Even the doctor said it's a blessing to live to eighty."
After about ten minutes, Lin Daan started ushering them out. "Hurry and take Xiao Bao home. Don't let the child breathe in this hospital air. Once I'm home, you can come visit your Second Uncle."
His eyes held a serene acceptance of life and death, tinged with a reluctance to part. His smile was exceptionally gentle.
Lin Jiajun saw them off.
"Why didn't you get Second Uncle a private room?"
