"Fine, if you think it's all my fault, then let it be my fault," Qiao Xia had no affection for her grandma and thus had little patience, "If you were to die, then everything would indeed be over, better to cling to life than to have a good death. If you truly find living meaningless and wish to die, go somewhere else to do it, don't bring trouble to the hospital."
"You…"
Qiao Xia smiled, "If you don't want to die, then take care of your illness properly. Once you're better, I'll send you to the nursing home. Aunt Chen, Aunt Mu, and a few of your old friends are there. You can chat and play cards every day. How free and easy that would be."
She really didn't have the energy to take care of Grandma Qiao.
