Jiang Yue hesitated before looking at her grandmother, and only left the room reluctantly after seeing her nod.
"You must be Yueyue's classmate. I've often heard her mention you over the past few days. Yueyue said you helped her twice, thank you."
Jiang Yanyun looked at the girl by the bed. The child was truly beautiful, even more so than the younger generation in her family.
"Grandma Jiang, you're not ill, you're injured, aren't you?"
Indeed, from the moment she walked in and saw Jiang Yanyun, Ye Xiao had realized that the elderly woman on the bed had sustained a serious internal injury. It was remarkable that she could endure such severe pain and not give up on life; she must be worrying about leaving Xiao Xiao alone.
"As people age, they suffer from the usual old age illnesses," Jiang Yanyun said, propping herself up in bed with a laugh.
