Hearing her grandfather's voice again after so many years, Yao Ran's eyes welled up with tears. She walked to his bedside, held his hand, and whispered, "Grandfather, I'm here. I really miss you."
Holding the hands of both his grandchildren, Yao Zi'ao looked deeply moved. He smiled at them and said, "Grandfather is truly happy to see that both of you are safe. You must have suffered a lot these past years."
Yao Yuechuan blinked rapidly, trying to suppress his emotions, before grinning and replying, "Grandfather, don't you know me? Who else besides you could ever make me suffer?"
Hearing his grandson's hoarse yet teasing voice, Yao Zi'ao chuckled—only to suddenly choke and erupt into violent coughing.
"Cough! Cough!"
"Grandfather!" Yao Yuechuan was startled and hurriedly patted Yao Zi'ao's back.
Seeing this, Yao Ran quickly poured a glass of water from the bedside. She then put the glass on Yao Zi'ao's lips and said, "Here, Grandfather. Have some water."
