Wen Xin took Tan Xingyue's hand and walked to Yang Jingyan's bedside. Tan Xingyue, who had just managed to calm down, couldn't hold back her emotions and started crying instantly.
"Grandma..." Tan Xingyue sobbed, burying her face in her grandmother's body and crying. Her sorrowful state affected everyone present.
"It's okay, don't cry. Grandma is going to reunite with Grandpa. You two need to take care of yourselves!" Grandma's hand rested on Tan Xingyue's head, weakly comforting her.
Seeing Yang Jingyan's condition, Wen Xin knew that this was Yang Jingyan's final moment of consciousness. She approached and held Yang Jingyan's withered hands, speaking calmly and gently but firmly.
