Xin Xiaoxiao saw this, reached out to grab his wrist, and said to him, "Grandpa is asleep."
"I want to see him." Xiang Yiqing insisted on opening the door.
The old man is asleep; it's good for him to sit by and watch over him.
"I'll open the door." Xin Xiaoxiao said as she opened the hospital room door and called out to the elderly man lying with his eyes closed on the bed, "Grandpa, Xiang Yiqing is back. You go ahead and sleep. Let me chat with him for a while, okay?"
The old man raised one hand and waved weakly, indicating his agreement.
Seeing that the old man was still conscious, seemingly quite clear-headed, and could still raise his hand, Xiang Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief. Once Xin Xiaoxiao closed the door, he looked at Lun Shujun and asked, "What's my grandpa's condition now?"
"Ah!" Lun Shujun sighed, frowning, and the atmosphere became heavy, "Even if he gets through this, I'm afraid he will have to be in a wheelchair forever."
