Mu Wan hesitated for a moment, while the old man devised a scheme, raising his hand to clutch at his chest.
"Oh dear… my chest hurts… hurts terribly… feels like a bronchial tube has snapped… life is just so hard… ohhh…"
Mu Wan's expression changed. Seeing the old man in such a condition, she couldn't help but speak with concern, "Grandpa, how are you? Please lie down… I'll go get the doctor."
"No… if you don't agree to my request, I won't get up. I'll kneel here forever… not see a doctor either. Without someone for Qin San, I feel a sorrow deeper than death."
Mu Wan: "..."
As Mu Wan hesitated, her eyes fell on the old man whose face had turned pale as he clutched his chest. She grew so anxious that sweat beaded on her back and her forehead was damp. After a long pause, she murmured in a hoarse voice, "Alright… Grandpa, I promise you…"
To give… herself and Qin Mu a chance.
The key was… to give herself a shot at this too.
