Su Wan's eyes turned red. She had never seen Xie Changfeng like this.
The man who was as dignified as a mountain at all times could not help but break down when faced with the matter of the life and death of his wife.
In Su Wan's mind, her grandfather had a very rigid and serious old-fashioned image.
When she was young, Su Wan never dared say much in front of Xie Changfeng, being afraid that her grandfather would hit her palm with a small board.
However, although her grandfather was a little cold and serious, had a bad temper, and was a bit of a chauvinist, he was really good to Lin Xuan.
For so many years, Xie Changfeng and Lin Xuan were still as close as ever. They supported each other when walking down the stairs. The two of them almost never quarreled. Occasionally, when they quarreled, Xie Changfeng would always give in first.
But now, Lin Xuan was lying in the operating room, unconscious.
