Yun Ya glanced at Meng Shujing and suddenly sighed, "Great-grandfather is in this state now, I just hate myself for being powerless..."
Meng Shujing held her hand and consoled, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, you've already done your best, Grandpa won't blame you..."
Yun Ya's eyes reddened a bit, "I just think of how great-grandfather doesn't have many days left... and how good he has been to me, and it just makes my heart hurt so much..."
"Great-grandfather has always been in good health, I don't know how he suddenly became like this. He made it through the whole winter, and now that spring is here, he can't endure it anymore. Maybe he really is getting old." Meng Shujing sighed, speaking in a low voice.
After saying this, her eyes discreetly focused on Yun Ya, seeing the genuine sadness on her face, the sharp nails dug into her palm, suppressing her inner thoughts.
