Awkward

Awkward

Wang Feifan might have been a dick, but he was kind-hearted.

No matter what, it was still a human life.

He got in the car and hurried to the address Fan Jingfeng had sent him.

About half an hour later, the car arrived.

It was a villa compound.

The Fan family had always been well-off, so it was only natural for them to live in a villa in the Imperial Capital.

The villa's courtyard was not large, with a small pavilion inside.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could already see what was happening inside.

Several people were gathered around, and a medical worker was crouched on the ground.

Fan Jingfeng had not lied to him. Old Man had really slit his wrists.

But the cuts probably were not too deep, or he would have been rushed to emergency care long ago.

Wang Feifan felt extremely uneasy.

Gritting his teeth, he still stepped inside.

Once he reached the villa entrance, he chickened out a little.

Pressing himself against the door, he secretly poked half his head in to look.

He could clearly see Fan Yu lying on the sofa, groaning and moaning.

The Fan family surrounded him, their faces full of anxiety.

The doctor sighed. "Old Master must eat something. The wound on his hand is not deep, so it is nothing serious."

"But Old Master is old, after all. His body needs nourishment."

"Even young people would collapse after going two days without food or drink, let alone Old Master. At this rate, he'll fall apart any moment."

Fan Jingfeng's father, Fan Zhongxu, was at his wits' end.

Old Master had gone nearly two and a half days without eating, only drinking a little water.

Holding a bowl of congee, he kept bringing it to Fan Yu's mouth.

"Dad,