"Old man!"
Ji Jingxu's voice echoes throughout the hospital corridors and enters through the cracks of the door leading to a private ward. He burst open the door as he knew he had entered the right room.
He stood at the door and stares at the scene in front of him. However, unlike the strong tone of his voice, his lower lip trembles and his eyes turn moist as if the tears in his eyes were holding for their dear life in order to not fall.
"Grandfather…"
Inside the private ward that is furthest to the back of the hospital, Zhong Yang stood at the side while Doctor Dong sets up the IV on Grandfather Ji, who laid awake on the bed.
When they heard the young man's voice, all three men turn to look in the direction of the door.
"Jingxu, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at school?"
