She hung up the phone, changed her clothes, and hurried to the Ruan Family's old mansion.
For the sake of her grandfather, she paid no mind to the rumors.
Upon arrival, a servant was waiting at the door. Seeing her, the servant warmly greeted her as Miss Jian.
"How's grandfather doing?" she asked, following the servant inside.
"The weather has been changing a lot these days. The old master has caught a severe cold and isn't getting any better. Nothing tastes good to him, he only eats a little bit of food daily, all his nutrition comes from IV drips. Today he requested the pumpkin porridge you make, Miss Jian. Please encourage him to eat more, and hopefully, his health will improve once his appetite returns."
"Okay, I understand."
Jian Yufei entered her grandfather's bedroom, a place she knew well. After a period of absence, her grandfather seemed to have aged significantly and his pale face looked very yellowish.
In old age, even a minor cold could cost them their lives.