Zhong Yi slowly walked over.
Beside him were Wan Jiang and several black-clad bodyguards, all on high alert, quite a spectacle.
Zhong Hongfei suddenly became nervous.
His emotions were all on display, and he said disdainfully, "What are you doing here? You, rebellious son, nearly drove the old master to his death, and you still have the face to come to the hospital?"
Zhong Yi approached without even giving him a proper glance.
"Rebellious son, did you even hear what I said?"
Zhong Hongfei was furiously impotent, while Zhong Yi's lips twitched with contempt.
This only provoked Zhong Hongfei further, who charged forward to hit someone, but was stopped by Wan Jiang.
"You, a mere servant, dare to lay hands on me? Let go, it's my right to discipline my son."
