While the two were talking, Tang Chuchu had already reported the situation to her grandfather.
Tang Guowei was a bit puzzled. How could Zhou Zhishan have suddenly fallen ill with such a strange disease, acting as if he was not long for this world?
He hesitated for a moment then said, "Alright, tonight you will accompany me to visit him."
"Okay," Tang Chuchu nodded, then immediately added, "Grandpa, shall I invite Mister Mo to come with us to the Zhou Residence tonight, and have him check on you as well?"
These past few days, Grandpa's recovery was still fairly good, but he was somewhat short of breath, often gasping for air when he walked.
Tang Chuchu wanted to ask Mo Han about the situation.
"Mister Mo, speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for quite some time," Tang Guowei said with a slight smile into the phone. "Go ahead and arrange it. If it's convenient, ask him to come along."
"With Mister Mo there, that old fox Zhou Zhishan won't die."
"Mm!"
