Before entering the operating room, the old lady lay on the hospital bed, gripping Yan Ye's hand tightly with one hand, and Lin Qiushu's with the other.
"If my surgery fails, don't let it affect the two of you. Promise me, you must get married! You must be together!"
"Don't worry, Grandma! She is a good girl, and I will take good care of her! Please rest assured, I will do my best to succeed in this surgery!"
"Grandma, you won't die... you definitely won't!" Lin Qiushu had already been crying uncontrollably.
"Good! Grandma hopes to live to see you!"
At that moment, An Hao walked in from outside the ward and leaned down to say to the old lady, "I have a strong premonition that you will definitely see Yan Ye walk into the wedding hall hand in hand with Qiushu..."
"Thank you, my child. It's going to be tough on you all today," the old lady said with a smile.
An Hao nodded with a smile and then stood up to say: "Mr. Yan, we are ready. The surgery can begin!"
"Okay."
