Instead of kneeling down and begging for a divorce, instead of trampling grandpa's good intentions to the ground and making grandpa angry again.
She didn't want this either, but...
She was already unsightly and had no face left. If there was a better way to divorce Ruan Tianling, how could she make her grandfather sad and disappointed...
Grandpa, I'm sorry, I hope you won't be in any danger.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you...
Jiang Yufei sat on her knees on the ground, feeling that all her strength had been drained from her body.
From the moment she woke up in the morning to now, she had endured too many blows and pains. She hadn't eaten or drank anything for a day. Her mouth was dry and she didn't even have the strength to straighten her back.
But she didn't care about her own body, and she was very worried about her grandfather's condition.
Grandpa is seventy years old. At such an old age, even the slightest illness will kill him. What should she do if something happens to her grandpa? She will definitely be sad for the rest of her life.
Jiang Yufei's dry eyes shed tears again. She wiped away the tears, and her pale face gave people a feeling of terminal illness.
More than an hour later, I walked into the living room with Uncle Zhong who was going to the hospital.
Seeing him, Jiang Yufei's eyes lit up with eagerness.
Uncle Zhong knew what she was thinking and hurriedly said to her: "Young lady, the old man has rescued her and everything is fine."
Jiang Yufei breathed a sigh of relief, and the heavy stone weighing on her heart disappeared.
"Uncle Zhong, is grandpa awake?"
"Not yet. Young Madam, the young master said that you should go back to your room and rest. Don't worry too much about the old master."
Jiang Yufei shook her head, "It's okay with me."
Her mother-in-law told her not to get up from her knees, so how could she dare to get up? Besides, her grandfather hadn't woken up yet, so she didn't want to get up.
If her kneeling could help her grandpa wake up early, she wouldn't mind kneeling all the time.
Uncle Zhong couldn't persuade her, so he sighed helplessly, and then called the young master to report the news.
"Master, the young lady is still kneeling. She doesn't want to get up. It's useless to persuade her."
Ruan Tianling's eyes were dark as he stood in the hospital corridor. He said in a low voice: "I know, watch her, don't let her leave, and don't let anything happen to her."
"Yes, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Ruan Tianling was about to go back to the ward when he suddenly heard Yan Yue calling him.
"Ling."
He turned around and saw Yan Yue walking quickly wrapped in expensive black fur.
"Ling, I heard that grandpa is sick, how is he? What happened?" Yan Yue grabbed his arm and asked worriedly.
She ran all the way up, her delicate little face was flushed with red from the exercise, her breath was unsteady, and when she spoke, she exhaled white mist.
Her long curly hair was a little messy. Ruan Tianling stretched out her hand to straighten her long hair and said with a smile: "Grandpa is fine. You are not in good health. I will have someone take you home."
"I just came, please let me go. I'm going to see grandpa. I'll stay and take care of him today." Yan Yue let go of his hand and walked to the ward.
Ruan Tianling grabbed her wrist and said silently: "Grandpa hasn't woken up yet, just take a look and come out."
The look in his eyes seemed like he was hiding something from her.
Yan Yue nodded: "Okay."
She walked into the ward and saw Ruan Anguo lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his face pale, wearing an oxygen mask.
Ruan's mother was standing by to take care of her. When she saw her coming in, she smiled and said, "Yueyue is here."