Xia Jingshan didn't doubt that he had him, so he swallowed it with warm water.

Wushuang took the cup in his hand, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, his heart was also hanging, but he didn't dare to send another message to ask Mu Jinchen.

Neither of the grandparents nor grandchildren spoke, and Wushuang kept comforting himself and said, It's just a rainy day, the weather looks a little scary, and the uncle is such a calm person, it's okay, it's okay.

In just over ten or twenty minutes, it was as long as a century for Wushuang.

When Mu Jinchen entered the house with a mist, Wushuang clearly saw the pain in his eyes, the tacit understanding between the husband and wife that did not need to be expressed all along, Wushuang had already guessed the probability, covered his mouth with round eyes, and didn't dare to ask anything.

Who is Xia Jingshan?

A person who has been rolling in the army for half his life, from those inexplicable uneasiness today, to Wushuang saying that Mu Jinchen is coming, to taking those pills, he has done a lot of psychological construction.

"Chen'er said, grandpa can bear it."

Mu Jinchen slowly approached the two of his ancestors and grandchildren, and slowly squatted down in front of the old man silently, his hands tightly clasped on the old man's dry hands, and his deep eyes couldn't stop the pain.

The old man in front of him is the same as him, one of the most beloved people, one of the most respected elders of Wushuang, his grandfather's most proud subordinate, and his grandfather's best friend, and the old man who contributed to his good marriage with Wushuang.

Xia Jingshan raised his head slightly, and gently closed his old eyes, the sad look of the junior who he had ever seen the calmest and most knew how to hide his emotions had already told him the answer.

If he was okay or seriously injured, he would definitely say the most reassuring words to reassure him, but he didn't say anything, not even words of comfort, but it was enough to say everything.

He couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it, how could his son, who was so alive a few hours ago, say that he was gone?

"Chen'er, is your uncle okay? Tell grandpa that your uncle is okay, isn't he? Your uncle is fine, isn't he? ”

Xia Jingshan used all his strength to hold Mu Jinchen's hand, and asked Mu Jinchen again and again if his son was okay.

"Grandpa......"

Wushuang held back the pain, not letting his emotions collapse, walked behind Xia Jingshan, and helped him smooth his back again and again, trying to make his breath calmer.

Feeling the unbearable pain in the old man's heart, Mu Jinchen was also sad, but he couldn't lie to him, and he couldn't fool him.

"Grandpa, my uncle's car was found at the foot of the hill in front of the airport, and it was too late for the traffic police to find him and send him to the hospital."

Every time he said a word, Xia Jingshan's face became ugly, and seeing that his body was about to soften, Mu Jinchen quickly held his shoulder.

Wushuang behind him shouted "Grandpa" and also sped up the movement in his hand, gently turned his face, and did not let the tears that could not be stopped falling on Xia Jingshan's back, biting his lip tightly, not daring to cry, for fear of affecting Xia Jingshan's mood.

However, Xia Jingshan did not collapse on the spot, I don't know if those heart-saving pills worked, or if they had been paved for too long in psychological construction, or they refused to accept such a fact from the bottom of their hearts.

Xia Jingshan closed his eyes, raised his head, and didn't let the tears that had overflowed into the corners of his eyes fall, and asked tremblingly, "What about him?" ”

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