It infuriated him even more.
Even now while he still had a job, his two sons didn't care at all; what would he do after he retired?
"Yuemei is also to blame, not knowing to persuade them and just standing there like before."
Mrs. Wang started complaining.
Mr. Wang glanced at her, "At least Yuemei came to see me. What about my two sons? Don't they know their father's had an accident?"
The house they lived in was assigned to him by his factory.
On the surface, they had divided the property, but the two sons had not yet moved out.
Mrs. Wang scolded her younger daughter before making excuses for her two sons, "They must still be at work. After they get off work and find out you've had an accident, they will definitely come to the hospital to see you. Don't worry."
Mr. Wang was not comforted; instead, he felt provoked. His two sons were doing it on purpose; they couldn't possibly be unaware of his accident.
