"I know." Tan Rou was still upset, but she felt much better than before. "I just hope that Grandpa's body can get better."
At Grandpa Tao's age, no matter what they did, they could not prevent their death. They could only relieve their illness and prolong their lives through treatment.
Every two days, Tan Rou would treat Grandpa Tao. Grandpa Tao's body was getting better day by day, but in the end, he could only barely walk. He couldn't return to his previous state.
A month later, Grandpa Tao was discharged from the hospital. However, it was not easy for him to walk now. He could only sit in a wheelchair. In the future, he would have to stay in a wheelchair.
Tan Rou came to help him pack his things. There were many medicine bottles in the ward, so only Tan Rou could come and clean them up. The others couldn't understand them, so they didn't dare to touch them easily. These were life-saving things, so they couldn't break them!
