Old Mr. Mo was sent to the Intensive Care Unit where Wen Xinya stood by the glass window and looked at Old Mr. Mo who was lying on the bed motionlessly. Tears welled up in her eyes and she could not help but cry. Old Mr. Mo looked like he had aged ten years, nothing like the healthy man he was after Wen Xinya took meticulous care of his health.
His hair was was all gray and white, and his face was pale and haggard. He looked exactly the same as he was during his last moments in her previous lifetime.
The emergency rescue was a tough battle for Old Mr. Mo!
"Grampy…" She teared up as she felt a lump in her throat.
Old Mr. Mo had already had a tough life and yet, he still had to battle a sickness during his older years.
At this moment, Du Shinan walked towards them, appearing extremely fatigued.
Wen Xinya finally realized that the Grandpa Du whom she respected the most had cried terribly like an aggrieved girl.
"Grandpa Du, my Grampy…"
