Old Master Bai stood silently to one side, hands claspped behind him, watching his dear grandson, a child with splendid future prospects, lying weakly in bed. His heart ached, but more so, he was filled with doubt—doubt about Gu Xiaoer.
Xiao Yu, who always disliked women, actually risked his life to save a girl? And cares about her so much?
This was too incredible!
The visiting hours quickly passed.
Before leaving, Old Master Bai gave one last piece of advice, his expression moved: "Xiao Yu, Grandpa believes in you."
"Hmm…"
"Xiao Yu, please, you must recover…"
"Alright…"
Bai Xiaoyu wanted so much to reach out and wipe away the tears for that frail girl. She must have been terrified, she must be worried too.
Thinking like this, the physical pain subsided, and his heart felt sweetened.
Xiao Er, I will definitely recover.
Gu Xiaoer and Old Master Bai walked out of the ICU. Before stepping through the door, Gu Xiaoer looked back at him one last time.
