"Political Commissar, ah! My wife has caused you trouble!" Wang Hongfei looked at Zhao Jian Country with an unpleasant expression, knowing all too well his wife's temperament. At a time like this, she definitely couldn't take any responsibility; on the contrary, she would only try to shirk it, surely having done something shocking before he had arrived.
With this thought, Wang Hongfei immediately felt as if he had lost all face and approached the hospital bed where Zhao Nan lay with his head bowed in apology, "Zhao Nan, I'm sorry, it's my fault." Wang Hongfei had met Zhao Nan not for the first time; he doted on his daughter immensely and also liked Zhao Nan, who had a forthright nature just like himself. Occasionally, when he had time, he would pick up his daughter from the military wives' hangout to have dinner at home, and naturally, he had also met the bright and righteous Zhao Nan spoken of by his daughter.
