The Han family in the Capital.
After ending the call, Han Jintian looked at Han Jinlu and criticized, "Why didn't you tell us that Qingqing was infected by that virus?!"
Han Jinlu sat in the wheelchair, his smiling face covered in a layer of frost. He asked coldly, "Is there a need for me to report to you?"
Han Jintian said angrily, "Of course. Since you know that Qingqing is sick, you should have told us earlier. That way, I might be able to think of a good solution."
Han Jinlu snorted coldly in disdain. "What can you think of with your brain? I suggest you go to the hospital and get a brain checkup to see if your brain is developing normally."
Han Jintian narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Jinlu fiercely. "Third Brother, are you asking for a beating again?"
