When his two uncles learned of the situation, their faces filled with sorrow.
"Uncles, in a couple of days, once my father has recovered a bit, I have something to tell everyone. There's no rush for now. Let's just stay here for the time being. As long as we're alive, things will get better.
Also, I need to go out and take care of something. You and Little Uncle, please help look after things at home.
I might not be back until tomorrow. After I leave, brace the door with a piece of wood. Don't open it for any reason, unless it's me returning!"
Zhou Hansong looked at his nephew. Seeming to guess his intentions, he didn't ask any questions and just nodded. "Don't worry. Be careful."
Cheng Zongyang went into the inner room to check on his father's condition.
Seeing no signs of a fever, he breathed a sigh of relief. It meant the wound wasn't infected.
Without telling his mother his plans, Cheng Zongyang left the house alone.
