Although Mu Yan hasn't spent much time with Old Sir Jiang, she respects him greatly for establishing such a vast family enterprise for the Jiang Family.
She stepped forward and called out, "Grandpa, how are you feeling?"
Old Sir Jiang's eyeballs moved slightly, and he looked at her. His lips twitched, but he couldn't make a sound.
Seeing him like this, Mu Yan realized the situation wasn't good. She apologized, "Grandpa, I'm sorry for taking so long to come see you."
"Nuannuan, don't blame yourself. Grandpa knows your filial piety. He won't blame you," Jiang Wenhui consoled her.
Mu Yan said nothing, looking at Old Sir Jiang with an extremely complex expression.
Who would have thought that the person who dominated the Upper City back in those days would now be lying in bed, barely clinging to life?
After a while, Mu Yan came out of the hospital room.
"What did the doctor say?"
