Qin Wan lowered her eyes slightly and softly explained, "Grandma, I'm just not at ease with Shaocheng staying in the hospital alone."
"But you can't neglect your own health either."
The Old Madam tenderly touched Qin Wan's delicate fingers.
"Wanwan, you can't continue losing weight like this. From now on, don't stay overnight at the hospital anymore. Rest well at home in the evenings. I once had someone calculate Shaocheng's fortune, and he's not destined for a short life."
"I know."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Qin Wan's lips.
A determined look in her eyes, "I just hope he wakes up soon."
The Old Madam's eyes filled with love, "You've been through a lot these days."
Qin Wan smiled and shook her head, "It's not hard."
After breakfast, Qin Wan tasked Feng Yan and Lei Dong with some responsibilities, then headed to the hospital again.
Tomorrow would be New Year's Eve.
Mu Shaochen was still lying in the hospital bed.
