"Quick, go to the hospital—Uncle Zhou said Grandpa has fainted and is being resuscitated," Nan Xi said, completely trembling as she spoke.
Grandpa was already of such an old age, and his health was not good.
She couldn't imagine whether Grandpa could still come out of the emergency room intact once he went in.
She was afraid.
So afraid.
However, at the traffic light, Nan Xi realized that Lu Jianshen didn't turn the car.
"We're supposed to go to the hospital, Lu Jianshen, where are you going?" Nan Xi snapped on the spot.
Her face turned deathly pale with anger.
Lu Jianshen's hands were clasped on the steering wheel, still calm as ever.
Compared to Nan Xi's panic and tension, he seemed completely unaffected and remained calm throughout.
"Nan Xi, don't panic just yet, based on what I know about Grandpa, he might not be ill," he said.
