At this moment, Duan Ying's face was full of worry as she purposely pulled Duan Lao aside, her voice tinged with anxiety, "Grandpa! You fainted, and we are very concerned. The ambulance will be here soon, and you must go to the hospital for a check-up."
"Yes, Dad, you really worried us to death."
"..."
Mo Liancheng silently stepped aside and put away the silver needles.
No matter the place, there indeed are hypocritical people.
He had long been used to it.
Just then, he heard the old Mr. Duan say, "Alright, just call Doctor Jin. No need to trouble ourselves. When you're old, you can't defy it." He spoke with a clearly unwell complexion, revealing that his body was not as calm and sound as he pretended.
"Grandpa, why did you faint?" Duan Ying asked.
"Old condition, it's not a big problem," the elder seemed reluctant to elaborate.
Suddenly, Mo Liancheng suggested, "Don't fuss, let him drink some water and rest a bit, it will be better."
