Gu Shiting sat beside the old man for a moment.
He received a phone call.
After answering the call, his face looked upset, and he stood up to take his leave.
Sheng Tang hurried to see him out the door and asked him, "What's wrong?"
"My grandfather wasn't feeling well yesterday, and he was hospitalized early this morning," Gu Shiting said. "I need to go back to check on him."
Sheng Tang noticed the slight pallor of his lips, aware of his deep affection for his grandfather, and quickly comforted him, "It's okay, elderly people often feel unwell. Don't worry."
Gu Shiting held her hand in return.
From her palm, he could draw warmth and strength.
"Can you come with me?" Gu Shiting asked, holding her hand.
Sheng Tang hesitated for a moment.
"No, you go by yourself. I'll wait for you here," Sheng Tang said. "It won't be anything serious. Besides, you can always find me."
Gu Shiting's heart turned cold.
He felt sad and a bit unwilling.
