Li Changqing approached and saw that Su Zheng's gaze was drifting. Although his strength had returned, the current Su Zheng still lacked his former dominance, replaced by an increasing sense of panic. It seemed his mind was no longer sound.

"Su Zheng, your family will come to pick you up soon," Li Changqing said tentatively.

"Family?" Su Zheng suddenly looked at Wu Santong in front of him, then hurried over, his face lighting up with joy as he said to Wu Santong, "My dear grandson, have you come to pick up your fourth grandpa? How are you doing? Did you get into MIT?"

Wu Santong was a bit taken aback by Su Zheng's enthusiastic grip on his hand, but he noticed a hint of tranquility in Su Zheng's eyes. Had the old man truly gone mad?