“F... Father!”
Having seen Qi Wang Fu open his eyes, Qi Huang could not help but shout out with surprise and joy.
He felt that what he was seeing was comparable to a great miracle. No, it should be called something beyond a miracle!
He almost did not believe that what he was seeing was real. However, what he was looking at right now was more than enough proof.
Qi Huang quickly walked up to the side of Qi Wang Fu’s bed.
When he reached the side of the bed, tears suddenly ran down his face. It was obvious that his love for his father was tremendous, even though he was already an old man.
“How are you feeling, father?” Qi Huang asked with concern in his voice while holding Qi Wang Fu’s hands.
There were no words from Qi Wang Fu’s mouth.
It was not surprising, though, because he had been sleeping for almost a year. He did not have any energy to even speak. All he could do was look at his son, confused.