Bo Yimo stared for a moment, "Grandpa, next time use less powder, it'll look more real."
Old Master Bo: ...
This grandson is great at everything, except for one thing!
Too! Smart!!
Not cute at all!
Other people's grandsons would be worried sick if they heard their grandpa fell ill, right? Especially when it's terminal, wouldn't they agree to anything? How come this grandson of mine isn't cute at all!
The older grandson isn't cute, and the younger one isn't either!
Old Master Bo made a last-ditch effort, coughed once, and his voice grew weaker, "Little Mo, my heart hurts, right here, am I dying soon..."
Bo Yimo spoke nonchalantly, "Grandpa, your heart is on the right side."
Old Master Bo: ...
Oops, he forgot his heart isn't in the usual place.
Most people's hearts are on the left side, but Old Master Bo's heart is on the right. Thankfully it's different from most people's, or he wouldn't have survived when his left chest was nearly pierced during a mission back then.
