Liu Wanrong went to Wang Dongming's window and whispered words of comfort.
"Impossible, I've heard him sing, how could he become a star..."
"Stop lying to me, let's go home."
"I'll pay this debt back once I've recovered and I've worked hard to earn more money."
Still somewhat weak, Wang Dongming shook his head.
He assumed that his son, Wang Yueheng, had conspired with the nurse to deceive him with a well-intentioned lie.
He knows his own son too well.
The father and son had a conflict over singing before.
In the eyes of Wang Dongming's father, who held traditional values, becoming famous through singing was a waste of time and energy.
For Wang Yueheng, who came from a family with such circumstances, there was no hope at all.
Even though Wang Yueheng showed him a bank card with a balance of nearly 10 million yuan on his phone.
Wang Dongming also insisted that Wang Yueheng had found the pictures online to deceive him.
"What should we do? If Uncle keeps being so stubborn, it will affect the treatment."
Seeing that her persuasion was ineffective, Liu Wanrong sighed and said.
Let alone Wang Dongming, an honest and simple migrant worker.
If it were her who slept for so long, and woke up to find that her most familiar family member had become a big star.
She would also feel very confused and doubtful.
"Ding~"
"【Special host environment detected. Random check-in task activated!】"
"[Random Check-in Task: Use your singing to dispel your father's doubts and rebuild trust between father and son!]"
I glanced at the system task that flashed by in my field of vision.
Wang Yueheng observed his father's worried expression and suddenly had an idea.
"Dad, I remember you used to really enjoy watching videos on Douyin, right?"
"Um…"
Wang Dongming nodded upon hearing this.
In the past, when he was bored after finishing work on the construction site, he would scroll through short videos on his phone.
Listen to traditional opera, and watch those inspirational videos.
Occasionally, I'll send a free gift to my favorite streamer.
As for those paid gifts that cost tens or hundreds of yuan, Wang Dongming could only look at them.
"I'm now a contracted streamer on Douyin, and I earn income from every live stream."
"How about we do a live stream from the hospital room so you can see?"
As Wang Yueheng spoke, he took out his phone.
"This is from my last live stream in Xishi. I earned 950,000 yuan, and I donated it all to Mr. Han Hong's charity fund."
Upon logging into his Douyin account, Wang Yueheng showed his father the gifts he had previously received in the background.
"Cough cough..."
Upon hearing Wang Yueheng donate over 900,000 yuan, Wang Dongming couldn't help but cough lightly.
If this is a lie to deceive oneself, then it's rather haphazard...
Could it be that after being unconscious for so long, I've been transported to another world?
Or are we still dreaming?
Wang Dongming couldn't help but pinch his thigh.
"Hiss~"
It hurts! It really hurts!
I wasn't dreaming.
Then it can only be that your son is dreaming.
Could it be that after taking care of himself for so long, he has been overwhelmed by the immense mental pressure?
A hint of worry and heartache appeared in Wang Dongming's eyes as he looked at his son, Wang Yueheng.
It's all my fault; I've even caused my son to become mentally unstable...
"Forget it, let's just start a live stream..."
She saw that her father was still looking at her with worried eyes.
Wang Yueheng gave a helpless, bitter smile.
Unless his father witnesses his own strength firsthand.
Otherwise, it's impossible to explain it clearly just by talking.
He then found the phone stand he had used for the previous live stream and placed it on the table.
Then he got up and drew back the curtains in the ward, letting the bright sunlight stream into the room.
"Dad, this time I'll let you experience what it's like to be a celebrity dad."
Wang Yueheng smiled slightly, then clicked the screen to start the live stream.
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