Mu Yazhe raised his gaze as the doctor continued. "Please begin preparing the funeral arrangements. He only has about a month left. If he receives the utmost service and care, he may be able to live a little longer!"
"I understand."
He was not surprised by the results. He already knew deep down that Mu Sheng's body was at its worst state, struggling at death's door. He was living each day as if it were his last.
Hearing these words, Yun Shishi was astonished. She did not know that the old man's condition was so bad to the point that they needed to start thinking about funeral arrangements.
She walked confusedly into the hospital ward and sat by the hospital bed. As she gazed at the unconscious and sickly elderly figure, her heart suddenly felt a little heavy!
A nurse walked inside out of nowhere, holding something carefully in her hands. Noticing her, she walked over.
