"Dad, Mom, how did you get here?"
Long Haoguang got up, looking somewhat frail, but it didn't seem serious.
"You look fine to me, Second Brother!" Zhong Niangyao raised an eyebrow and spoke up, "Why are you so anxious then?"
"Niangyao, you really need to help my Second Brother." Long Jiarui grasped Zhong Niangyao's hand, explaining, "That's right, normally, my Second Brother seems quite alright, even if he is a bit weak, but there aren't any other issues, so at first, none of us took it to heart."
"But later on, things started to get weird. Sometimes, my Second Brother would fall into a coma out of the blue, and no amount of calling would wake him up. Then, after two days, he'd wake up on his own."
"So how many times has he fallen into a coma in total?" Zhong Niangyao directly asked.
"Three times."
At this moment, Long Haoguang also noticed Zhong Niangyao's presence, with a hint of confusion on his face.
"Second Brother, this is Niangyao, my friend."
