C643 This Time You Have to be More Reserved

In the ward, the little guy refused to come up.

He just stood there silently and stared at his father, Fenng Xinglang, who was receiving an infusion with a slightly angry gaze.

Fenng Xinglang's handsome face had a sickly pale color, and he looked like a sleeping beast.

"Nuonuo, come here to dad."

Fenng Xinglang called out to his son, who was quietly at the door of the ward