"You." The Old Master waved his hand at Rong Linyi. "Go back to the hospital and learn to take care of yourself. Yanyun will stay in our Rong family and enjoy life!"
Rong Linyi gritted his teeth again. "Grandpa, Yanyun can also enjoy life with me—"
The grandfather and grandson were about to fight again.
Rong Xuelong hurriedly stood up and mediated. "I'll go with you. I'll follow you to the hospital, and I'll take care of Yanyun meticulously!"
Before the Old Master could say anything, she persuaded him again. "Grandpa, think about it. Yanyun has two of your obedient great-grandchildren in her stomach. If she stays in the hospital, won't there be a doctor to help take care of her at any time? The doctor is the professional, right?"
The Old Master was still a little unwilling.
But he couldn't argue anymore, especially against his beloved granddaughter, and could only agree reluctantly.