Yuwen Kangshi raised his eyes, somewhat puzzled, and looked at Chu Ge, asking, "Mr. Chu, what do you mean by this? What do you mean his body can't withstand such pressure anymore?"
Chu Ge chuckled, crossing his legs lazily on the sofa, and said, "It's simple. With his age and the prolonged deterioration of his health, he's no more than a shell now. If he continues to overwork, even an immortal couldn't save him."
"But does my grandfather know about this? Why have I never heard him mention it?"
Yuwen Kangshi asked, surprised.
Even if grandfather wouldn't speak, the doctors should have, yet they kept it hidden!
Chu Ge shrugged, feigning ignorance, "That I don't know, maybe he didn't want you all to worry."
Although he said so, he knew in his heart that with Yuwen Kangshi's meticulous mind, he would never simply think this was just to prevent them from worrying.
