"My father… Long Yifan," Fang Xinxin answered him.
Long Jingyuan suddenly understood. He sat up from the bed abruptly. "This cannot be coincidental. It's very possible that your father, Long Yifan, is my son, Long Xuan!"
Fang Xinxin nodded lightly. "I was also considering this possibility."
"Hurry!" Long Jingyuan trembled from agitation. He got off the bed without pausing to put on his slippers. "I'm going to see Long Yifan. Right now!"
"My father has been on the hospital bed for several years. A few minutes won't make any difference. Please put on your shoes first." Fang Xinxin supported him up and knelt down to help him put on his slippers. She then supported him out of the hospital room. "I arranged for my father to be in the room right next door so that it would be convenient for you to see him."
Right as they approached the hospital room next door, Long Jingyuan suddenly froze in fear.
