They had watched the punk grow up. From a young age, he had been like a grumpy old man who barely smiled. How was he so lucky? How did he find such a lovable wife?
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
The nurse entered and reminded the old men, "It's time to take your medicine."
As soon as he heard this, Elder Huo furrowed his brows.
The others did too.
"What medicine? I'm not sick! If these old punks weren't here, I wouldn't be staying at this hospital!"
"I'm also here to keep Old Shen company."
"Yes, me too."
Song Yaoyao blinked and asked curiously, "Grandfather, are you afraid of taking medicine?"
"Ahem—"
She got him with one sentence.
People often used the term, 'old child'. These old children were usually coaxed into taking their medicine, but no one had ever pointed out the truth in front of them.
The nurse was surprised as her gaze fell upon Song Yaoyao.
