"That's simple, just take out Mrs. Jian's ashes for examination and we'll know," Quan Mingxuan suggested.
Jian Luo shook his head, "The ashes have already been scattered in the sea."
"Qingqing, are you sure?" Mo Xiao found his voice again, looking at Jian Qing excitedly. He didn't want to give him hope only to lead him to despair.
"There's a fifty percent chance," Jian Qing said.
"That heartless bastard Shen Hua," Grandpa Jian's face turned green with anger as he held his chest, his breathing becoming rapid.
"Grandpa!" Seeing this, Jian Luo quickly took a pill bottle from the old man's pocket, poured out a pill, and fed it to him.
"Here, Grandpa, drink some water." Jian Qing poured a cup of water and handed it to him.
After taking the medicine, Grandpa Jian's complexion eased slightly, "Find Shen Yan as quickly as possible. No matter how bad Shen Hua is, he wouldn't do anything to Shen Yan."
