Yang Ye only cared about his own thoughts, and forgot to answer Qin Zhenghuang's question.

"Huh?" Qin Zhenghuang turned his head, seeing Yang Ye's appearance in a daze, his eyebrows frowned, and he let out a puzzled sigh, his expression a little worried.

Yang Ye hurriedly came back to his senses, smiled at him, and responded, "Qin Zhenghuang, I'm fine, Wu Lao said that soft tissue injuries can be treated with dressing." ”

After speaking, she stared at him for a moment, and said tentatively, "Grandpa's illness ......" Her tone hesitated, observing Qin Zhenghuang's reaction.

"When you get old, you will inevitably feel uncomfortable. Qin Zhenghuang spoke, his expression was relaxed, and he didn't have a worried expression at all, "Grandpa called today and said that I was very happy to see you." ”

Yang Ye's gaze was always on Qin Zhenghuang's face, and after listening to his words, he felt that he was so pitiful at this moment.

After two seconds of silence, Yang Ye slowly spoke, "There is something I want to tell you." ”

After a pause, feeling Qin Zhenghuang's attention, she continued, "Elder Wu told me privately that grandpa's illness is very serious......

"Seriously? no. Qin Zhenghuang was obviously unprepared, his ink eyes widened suddenly, he knew that Wu Lao's medical skills and attainments in traditional Chinese medicine were second to none in Xincheng, and when he heard Yang Ye say this, he suddenly became nervous, "How serious is it?"

"Probably...... Time is running out. Only she knows how Yang Ye struggled to spit out these few words.

"What are you talking about?" Qin Zhenghuang turned around suddenly, grabbed Yang Ye's wrist at once, and exerted himself desperately, Yang Ye couldn't help it in pain, and his mouth unconsciously let out a "hiss" cry.

Qin Zhenghuang only noticed it for a long time, looking at her painful appearance, he slowly let go of his hand, and didn't say a word, only his eyes were scattered, and there was no focus at all.

Grandpa has always been his pillar, no matter what happens, as long as he is there, he feels that it is not a big deal, but he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen.

Did grandpa deliberately let him hide it from them? It was his personal doctor who examined his body, and if grandpa had concealed it, he would definitely not have leaked it, what was he going to do? Such a big thing, he didn't even know!

Qin Zhenghuang suddenly felt that the sky was about to fall, his expression was rarely panicked, and his wandering eyes didn't know where to fall, wandering helplessly.

Yang Ye didn't know how to comfort him, so she slowly stretched out her hand, held the big pair in her small hands, and waited quietly for him to digest the news.

Suddenly, Qin Zhenghuang withdrew his hand, his expression became incredibly resolute, "Perhaps, it is because Old Wu has a wrong pulse, I will take my grandfather to a foreign examination and find the best doctor for him......" He muttered frantically in his mouth, desperately looking for it from his pocket.

Yang Ye knew that he was looking for his mobile phone, and seeing his confused appearance, he silently helped him take it out, and said softly, "Why don't you ask Grandpa's personal doctor first?"

Qin Zhenghuang nodded blankly, and the man who fell into a daze suddenly lost his former nobility and elegance at this moment, and he was at a loss like a countryman who had never seen the market.

If she saw him like this on weekdays, Yang Ye would definitely laugh dumbly, but now, in her eyes, she felt distressed inexplicably, and her heart was not controlled at all, which made her reluctant to see him uncomfortable.

Qin Zhenghuang was very obedient and dialed the phone number of the private doctor, Yang Ye couldn't hear what the other party was saying, but saw Qin Zhenghuang's face sink little by little, and in the end, he let out a very suppressed roar, and then slammed the phone on the seat, holding his head in his hands, and buried himself in the seat.

Yang Ye was also silent, she stretched out her little hand and gently patted his solid back, one by one......

The car stopped steadily at the door of the hotel, and the driver knew what was happening behind him, looked at Qin Zhenghuang's state from the rearview mirror, and waited silently, no one dared to speak.

I don't know how long it took for Qin Zhenghuang to raise his head, at this time, his expression had returned to normal, he looked at Yang Ye, and said, "Go down and eat." ”

Yang Ye closed her eyes, thinking about such a mood, where can she still eat, she pursed her lips, smiled calmly, and said, "Let's go to the old mansion to have a meal with grandpa? It just so happens that I also have time today, what do you think?"

Usually the grandfather is alone in the Qin family's old house, and Qin Minchuan and his wife will only come over when they have something, Qin Zhenghuang is busy with work, and he has his own house, so he doesn't come over often.

Qin Zhenghuang nodded, and there was a touch of red in the depths of his eyes.

"Can you control your emotions?" Yang Ye asked softly.

Qin Zhenghuang shook his head vigorously, the corners of his lips curled a touch of desolation, and he tried to smile, but it was even more ugly than crying.

"Go ahead and buy some of Grandpa's favorite pastries. Yang Ye changed the topic and pretended to be happy to command the driver.

Qin Zhenghuang and Yang Ye appeared in front of his grandfather at the same time, and the old man was so happy that he had to ask the maid to add a few dishes and drink two cups with his grandson.

"Sir, the doctor said you weren't allowed to drink. The servant stood by.

Qin Zhenghuang waved his hand, thinking of the old man's situation, he wanted to make him happy, how to come, the already collapsed body, why do you have to pay so much attention.

He was bent on making his grandfather happy.

Because he was sad, Qin Zhenghuang drank a lot of wine, and sat on the sofa and talked with his grandfather for a while, but he couldn't hold it anymore, and he wanted to go back to the room.

The maid laboriously helped him up to the second floor, and Yang Ye went to the kitchen to squeeze a glass of juice before following up.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that this man was very pitiful, and his heart suddenly became softer.

She placed the juice on the coffee table, motioned for the servant to go out, and then crouched down to help him take off his shoes.

Although Qin Zhenghuang was drunk, he was very sober, and when Yang Ye handed the juice to his mouth, his eyes were blank for a while, and then he sat up crookedly, half leaning on the head of the bed, and drank it in one go.

Just after Yang Ye took the empty cup in his hand and put it down, he suddenly sat up straight, looking at her with very dark and bright eyes, not at all like he was very drunk, but the helplessness and weakness hidden in his eyes, Yang Ye could see it clearly.

He stared at her for a moment, then stretched out his arm, took her hand, and pulled it into his arms, "Don't go, stay with me." ”

Yang Ye's expression stiffened slightly, and his movements seemed a little frozen.

The man in sight was sad and lost, and she wondered, when had he ever been so helpless?

So much so that her mood, from the moment she said those words to him, followed by his sadness, followed by loss and depression to the bottom.