"My dad...Long Yifan." Fang Xinxin gave him the answer.

Long Jingyuan seemed to understand something and bounced off the bed, "So many coincidences, maybe it's not a coincidence. Your father Long Yifan is most likely my son Long Xuan!"

Fang Xinxin nodded slightly, "I'm guessing this possibility too."

"Hurry!" Long Jingyuan was so excited that he shivered all over. He turned off the hospital bed and was not as good as wearing shoes. "I want to see Long Yifan, and I'm going to see him soon!"

"My dad has been lying on the hospital bed for several years, not a few minutes. You put on your shoes first." Fang Xinxin held his old body, squatted down, and put on his shoes. Then she helped him out of the ward door, "For the convenience of your meeting him, I will arrange him next to you."

Standing at the door of the next ward, Long Jingyuan suddenly stood still and didn't dare to move.

Fang Xinxin looked at him in confusion, "What's wrong, Grandpa Long..."

"I'm afraid I'll be disappointed." Long Jingyuan raised his hand and froze in the air, afraid that he would push open the door and see his son he had been thinking about day and night.

"Then I'll show you my dad's photos first." Fang Xinxin took out her cell phone and clicked on one of the photos in the album. The photo shows a middle-aged man with very short hair, a national face, and an indelible sorrow between his eyebrows, which makes his expression look graceful. This is a photo from a long time ago.

Long Jingyuan was very excited, "He...he is your father?"

"Yes." She nodded.

"This is my son, my Xuan'er!" Long Jingyuan looked at the photo, and this time he mustered up the courage and pushed open the door of the ward.

I saw a middle-aged man lying on the hospital bed beside the window. Although he was under fifty, his temples were stained with a little frost. Perhaps because he was in a long time and was only dependent on nutrient solution to survive, he was skinny and looked particularly weak.

Although the appearance of the man on the hospital bed has changed a lot after more than twenty years, Long Jingyuan recognized at a glance that the vegetative man on the hospital bed was his biological son Long Xuan!

"Xuan'er, Xuan'er!" Long Jingyuan called tremblingly and approached the hospital bed. Seeing his living son, even if he was just lying there quietly with his eyes closed, his face was already full of tears. For him, as long as his son was alive, it would be fine.

Fang Xinxin pulled a chair and helped him sit down.

Long Jingyuan sat beside the hospital bed, reached out and held Long Yifan's hand tightly outside the quilt, and said in a silence, "Xuan'er, I'm my dad, dad is here to see you! Dad finally found you!"

Fang Xinxin looked at the scene in front of her, and a faint mist of tears rippled in her moist eyes.

It turns out that besides her father, she has a blood relative in the world.

Perhaps because he heard the old father's call, a tear fell from the corner of Long Yifan's eyes on the bed.

Fang Xinxin was also very excited and immediately said, "Grandpa Long, look at dad crying, he can hear you. Talking to him more. About two years ago, my dad also heard me and burst into tears. The doctor said that if he had more emotional reactions, he might wake up!"

Long Jingyuan was so excited that he couldn't get more. He stood up from the chair, "Son, you can hear your father talking, right? Dad miss you, dad is wrong. Dad shouldn't drive you out of the house, don't disagree with your marriage. Your elder brother didn't support you in his early years, and your second brother died in a car accident a while ago. Dad is the only son left, you. Dad can't lose you again, absolutely not!"
Chapter completed!