Tan Xingyue was aware of her grandmother's ongoing health issues. Her grandmother had been tirelessly caring for her when she couldn't walk, which had been a source of great sadness for her. Now that she had improved, she hoped her grandmother could witness it.
Wen Xin looked at Tan Xingyue wearing a floral dress and looked gentle and lovely. She smiled and nodded. "Grandma will be very happy to know that you can walk!"
Tan Xingyue got out of the wheelchair and straightened her clothes. For some reason, she suddenly felt nervous and her legs were trembling.
Wen Xin leaned against the wall and watched as Tan Xingyue tidied up at the door of the ward for five minutes. She smiled faintly.
"The person inside is Grandma. There's no need to be so nervous!" Wen Xin stood up straight and grabbed Tan Xingyue's wrist, pulling her along as they walked in.
