Xiao Han wrote a prescription and instructed on a few matters before leaving the place.
Before long, a phone call came through.
"Dad, are your hemorrhoids ok?" An anxious voice came from the other end, which instantly made Su Quanwei grind his teeth in frustration.
Xiao Han had clearly promised not to tell anyone, yet now Su Muqing already knew.
"It's fine."
He gritted his teeth as he spoke.
"That's good to hear. By the way, be careful with your diet and don't eat or drink recklessly," Su Muqing advised on the other end.
The word "we" instantly gave Su Quanwei a bad feeling, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes and ask, "Who else knows?"
"We all know," came a chorus of voices from the other end.
Su Quanwei immediately hung up the phone, roaring, "Xiao Han, you damn kid, you'd better hope I don't see you again."
And now, Xiao Han was full of passion and fervor.
