Seeing the Old Master’s eyes turn red, Xia Yinian imdiately grabbed a tissue and wiped her tears dry.
Placing the tissue aside, she pulled out a clean one again.
"Grandpa, Nian Nian is crying tears of joy, what about you? Are you happy to see too?"
After wiping the tears from the Old Master’s eyes, Xia Yinian bit her lower lip tightly, striving not to cry again.
"Nian Nian." Suddenly, a hoarse and weak voice sounded.
Xia Yinian was taken aback and stopped all her actions.
Hearing Grandpa unexpectedly speak, Feng Yan imdiately walked over.
Xia Yinian bit her lip hard, holding back tears, before saying softly, "Grandpa, it’s , I’m Nian Nian, do you rember ?"
Just as she spoke, tears flowed from Xia Yinian’s eyes once again.
Suddenly, a large hand reached over, a man holding a tissue gently wiped Xia Yinian’s little face.
Xia Yinian didn’t notice, her gaze was constantly locked on the Old Master, never leaving.
"Grandpa, it’s Ah Yen, do you still rember?" Feng Yan’s voice sounded in Xia Yinian’s ear.
The Old Master glanced at the speaker, constantly blinking his eyes, his mouth slightly opening and closing, but unable to speak.
Seeing his discomfort, Xia Yinian felt a pain in her heart too.
"Grandpa, don’t rush! If you rember Ah Yen, blink once, if you don’t rember, blink twice, okay?"
Xia Yinian held the Old Master’s hand, speaking with utmost gentleness.
"Alright, let’s start, do you still rember your grandson Ah Yen?" Xia Yinian asked softly.
The Old Master blinked once, then made no further movent.
"Ah Yen, Grandpa says he rembers, he rembers , and he rembers you." Xia Yinian said with so excitent, holding onto Feng Yan’s hand.
Unexpectedly, her hand was instead tightly clasped by another hand.
Turning to glance at Gu Beicheng on her right, Xia Yinian imdiately let go of Feng Yan’s shirt corner.
Was it Beicheng who helped wipe her tears just now? Xia Yinian blinked, as if she rembered sothing.
Thinking back, with the two n on either side, it seed to have been the right side, it should definitely have been Beicheng.
However, what was up with this guy today, at such an emotional mont, he was still thinking about that matter.
Her thoughts were in a ss for barely two seconds when Xia Yinian looked at the Old Master again, let go of his hand, and stood up.
"Ah Yen, why hasn’t the doctor arrived yet? Grandpa, he..."
"Nian Nian..." The Old Master’s hoarse voice sounded again, but still, it was only two words.
Bowing her head to see his index and middle fingers slightly moving, Xia Yinian squatted down imdiately.
She carefully placed her hand in the Old Master’s open palm, holding her breath, watching the still slightly moving fingers.
Just then, three doctors walked in from outside.
Everyone’s eyes were locked on the Old Master’s slightly moving five fingers, seemingly waiting for a miracle to happen.
In just one minute, which felt like a long era.
The old man finally closed his hand, loosely holding that tender little hand.
"Nian Nian." The Old Master tried to call again.
Raising her eyes to see the old man with traces of sweat at his sideburns, Xia Yinian couldn’t help but burst into tears.
"Grandpa." With a cry, she threw herself onto his arm, sobbing uncontrollably.
Even Feng Yan couldn’t explain the situation in front of him and could only look at him unblinkingly.
Grandpa was trying so hard to grasp Nian Nian’s hand, what was he trying to express?
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