Peter slammed his head into the housekeeper's body.

The huge impact distorted the housekeeper, and he bent down in pain, kneeling on the ground for a long time without getting up.

Although Peter did not hit the pillar, he stepped back several steps and stood dizzy for a while, before finally falling to the ground and passing out.

Years of prison life made Peter's physical fitness very poor.

Gale rushed over. "Dad…Dad, wake up, don't scare me. I can't lose you!"

Peter slowly opened his eyes, his lips trembling, and he wanted to say something, but in the end, he could not make a sound.

Gale was terrified.

"Ma'am, don't...don't worry." The housekeeper got up with difficulty. "Peter is fine. It should be a slight concussion. He just needs to rest for two days."

She breathed a sigh of relief. "Housekeeper, thank you, thank you so much..."

She did not know how to express her gratitude. The housekeeper saved her father's life.

"You're welcome. It is fine."

Gale wiped the corners of