If we tell him that his granddaughter is hospitalized due to an accident, how could the old man bear it?
Having lived to this age, the elder Mr. Ji was naturally very perceptive; just by looking at the maid's expression, he knew something was up.
"What's going on?"
The maid bowed her head, awkwardly trying to cover up, "Old Master Ji, I... I really don't know!"
"Alright!" The old master Ji turned around shakily, "You're not going to tell me, huh? I'll call Qiuling myself to find out what's going on."
Saying that, he hobbled toward the telephone in the living room with his cane.
"This..." The maid, in a difficult spot, hurried after him, holding the old man's arm, "Old Master Ji, it's about Miss's matter, nothing serious, you don't have to worry too much. Maybe the Madam and Sir will be back soon, so please don't worry. Let me take you upstairs to rest, okay?"
