Luo Xiuxiu's body had always been well. Although she was getting older, she could run, jump, eat, and sleep. When she was active, even young people would feel inferior.
Why did she suddenly fall ill?!
On the surface, Jiang Xuecheng looked indifferent, but among the elders, his relationship with Luo Xiuxiu was the best.
When he heard Xu Ziyao say that Luo Xiuxiu was sick, Jiang Xuecheng's expression turned cold, and the hand holding the phone tightened slightly.
Xu Ziyao rarely spoke in such an anxious tone. It was likely that this was not a light illness.
"Mother, don't be anxious. Let's talk about it slowly. How is grandmother now? Which hospital has she been arranged to be in?"
When Jiang Xuecheng's calm voice fell into her ears, the worry in Xu Ziyao's heart was suddenly blown away. She took a deep breath and suppressed the anxiety in her heart.
