Hospital, ward.

Li Yue bit her lip and looked at the old lady Li who leaned against the head of the bed with pure white hair:

"grandmother......"

She spoke in a hoarse voice, "Why are you..."

Old Mrs. Li pretended to be relaxed and stretched out her hand to rub Niannian's head for a while, and pinched Yunyu's hand for a while:

"I've said it all."

"Zhang Wenxia is right. I don't have many days left. It's good to be able to do more for my children and grandchildren."

Li Yue's eyes were red.

"But grandma, Jingchuan and I have lost so much effort just to treat you."

"You are the only elder that Jingchuan respects, and in his heart, except me and the children, the only relative..."

She sniffed, her voice choked:

"Niannian is still young, and she will have such a long life in the future. I don't believe that these toxins will definitely be cured in her body. We will definitely think of other solutions."

"But you..."

Old Mrs. Li is already in her seventies.

When Li Yue looked for Yang Jie before, Yang Jie also said that the damage to the body of Mrs. Li's body organs was too serious. If it was not detoxified in time, the body would only further corrode.

The remaining days... are calculated in days.

That's why she urgently wanted to pretend to be sick and get Gu Xiaorou's antidote, and even wanted to let Yang Jie personally make poison with similar symptoms for her in order to prevent Gu Xiaorou from discovering flaws...

"I'm fine."

The old man closed his eyes and sighed, "I am so old, and it's not interesting to live for a few more years."

After saying that, she reached out and rubbed Niannian's little head, "As long as she is fine, I will feel relieved."

"Great grandma."

Niannian's face was full of tears, and her eyes were already red and swollen:

"Niannian doesn't want you to leave, and doesn't want you to leave."

"You haven't seen Nian Nian win the international award yet, and you haven't seen Nian Nian make your favorite jewelry for you with your own hands."

"not yet......"

The little girl choked up, and there were still many things she wanted to say later, but she couldn't say them.

The scene in front of Li Yue felt sad.

She turned around and looked at Li Jingchuan behind her.

The man had no expression on his face, but the complicated emotions in his eyes still betrayed his heart.

She knew that he was saddering than her at this moment.

But this man is used to endure and implicit, and can't express himself at all.

Subconsciously, Li Yue stretched out her hand to hold Li Jingchuan's hand.

His hands were cold as if there was no temperature.

Maybe she didn't want to see Nian Nian continue to cry. Old Mrs. Li sighed, kissed the little girl's head, and then raised her head:

"Li Yue, take the children out. I have something to say to Jingchuan."

Li Yue nodded and walked over to pick up Niannian who was so angry that she was so angry that she was crying.

Yun Mo walked sensibly to the back of Yunyu's small wheelchair, pushed his younger brother away with his mother.

The mother and son left the ward.

Li Jingchuan quietly closed the door, turned around and sat down beside the old lady Li's bed, stretched out his hand and grabbed the old man's hand tightly:

"grandmother."

His voice was so low that he could hardly hear it.

"Jingchuan."

Old Mrs. Li stretched out her hands to hold Li Jingchuan's hand, "Grandma doesn't have much time."

One sentence made Li Jingchuan's eyes sink instantly.

He grabbed her hand tightly, his voice deep as if squeezed out of his teeth:

“No.”

"When I was seventeen years old, I could pull you back from the gates of hell."

“I can do this time too.”

The old lady waved her hand and smiled:
Chapter completed!