Chapter 190

"Dad, you..." The bond between father and son had only recently thawed, so it was inevitably a bit awkward. Noah gave a nod, waving his hand at him. "Have you had breakfast?" Michael nodded. "I had something downstairs, Dorothy, take your breakfast and eat it over there." Dorothy took her breakfast and went to sit on the sofa over there. Noah repeated to Michael what he just told Dorothy. Michael didn't have as many questions. After he finished speaking, Noah couldn't resist falling asleep. Only then did Michael move over and sit next to Dorothy. "What do you think?" Dorothy was just stuffing a crystal shrimp dumpling into her mouth, her cheeks puffing out like a squirrel's. "What do you mean by 'What do you think'?" "About Father's will." "I don't feel much about it. As long as Dad gets better, that's all that matters. I'm thinking maybe we should consider changing hospitals. Doesn't it look like Dad has been overworked? If they can't find out what's wrong, then we have to look for be