"I just know that they have been discussing the solution. It is so hard to go through it this time," the middle-aged woman said.
"You should prepare for the worst. Where is older brother?"
"He is still there; some people have been very impatient."
"Ah, there may be a change. He could live for more than one month, or 20 days." The woman sighed and then she looked at the ward.
The old man seemed to be a tree for them. Although the tree was filled with wounds and it seemed to fall, it would be a miracle if it still stood. Just as the saying went, monkeys disperse when the tree falls. Their family would be devastated when he passed away.
At that moment, two people rushed to the ward.
"Sirou, Qisheng, why are you here?" It Guo Sirou and He Qisheng—they rushed over from Lianshan.
"Uncle, Aunt, how is Grandpa?"
"He is still the same without any recovery. Zhenghe just went back in," the middle-aged woman said.