Qiao Junnan saw Shen Hanqian and stepped forward to greet her, naturally embracing her. "Dad is fine, don't panic yet!"
Qianqian, whose legs had gone weak, no longer had the strength to push him away. She grabbed his arms, anxiously asking, "How did my dad have a brain hemorrhage? How long ago did it happen?"
Qiao Junnan looked at her, hesitated and then said, "Dad was brought to the hospital immediately when he fell ill, there was no delay. He just had a CT scan, and thankfully, the hemorrhage isn't in a critical area and the amount of bleeding isn't too significant, so don't worry too much!"
"Hmm..." Although he didn't mention the cause, Shen Hanqian wasn't a fool; she knew this had something to do with her!
Sitting in the chair, Shen Hanqian's mother, with red-rimmed eyes, angrily glared at her daughter. "Can you be sensible now? Will you listen to your parents? Your father and I are getting old, can't you let us live a peaceful life without worries?"