What would eventually happen would come. Ye Shengge knew she would have to face this sooner or later.
She forced a smile, nodded and followed Uncle Jin to his room.
Jing'an Hospital was a noble private hospital, and even the rooms provided for the family of the patient were very spacious. Besides, Grandpa Ji's status was here, and the room was cleaned by the director himself. It looked very warm and comfortable, just like a hotel.
However, Grandpa Ji wasn't lying on the bed. He was sitting behind the desk with a jacket on. His old face looked more haggard, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Although Uncle Jin had urged him to rest, Grandpa couldn't sleep.
Ye Shengge's heart ached, and guilt overwhelmed her.
