Qin Yuxuan and Qin Yucen were family members and got into the car together. They couldn't do anything, couldn't disturb.
Qin Yuxuan held onto his sister the whole way, and Qin Yucen leaned lightly against his chest, her hands anxiously twisting her own clothes. The panic in her heart had nowhere to vent, as if a cat's paw was scratching at her heart again and again. Qin Yuxuan could clearly feel Qin Yucen's body trembling incessantly in his arms. He stretched out his hand to hold Qin Yucen's intertwined fingers: "Sis, don't be afraid, Grandma will be okay. She has always been so strong, having faced so many storms, she will definitely be alright."
Soon, they arrived at the hospital. Grandma Qin was sent into the emergency room, while the driver, who could not be saved, had already been moved to the morgue.
