Ye Zhenting hurried to the hospital with his people. A Chao was waiting at the door. Seeing the car coming, he hurriedly met him: "King of Night!"

"How is it?" Ye Zhenting asked.

"I woke up an hour ago, but the doctor was afraid that it was only temporary, so I observed it for a while and confirmed that the old man had really woken up. Then I asked Uncle Sen to notify you." A Chao said.

Ye Zhenting accelerated his pace and came to the special ward.

The dean and several experts were waiting at the door. Seeing Ye Zhenting coming, several people hurriedly came forward: "Nightclub, let's talk."

Ye Zhenting glanced at the ward and came to the corridor next to them: "What's the matter?"

"Nightclub..." said the dean carefully, "My next news may be a little unoptimistic, you must be mentally prepared."

"You said." Ye Zhenting frowned.

"The old man was able to wake up in advance, mainly because of his tenacious willpower, but his physical functions have aged greatly, and he has fallen twice in the past two years, which really has a great impact. I'm afraid this time..."

When the dean said this, he looked at Ye Zhenting's face timidly and did not dare to continue.

"I'm afraid what?" Ye Zhenting whispered unhappily, "You finished your words at once."

"I'm afraid... there's not much time."

The dean finally said the point, and then looked at Ye Zhenting in panic, afraid that he would be angry.

But Ye Zhenting seemed extremely calm. In fact, he had already been mentally prepared. The old man was 98 years old and in an ordinary family, he would have lived a long life. If he hadn't fallen two years ago, he would have been very strong now.

But when I fell, my body became much weaker, and this time I fell again...

It would be a miracle to wake up.

"How much time is there?" Ye Zhenting asked.

"This..." The dean looked at the experts.

The expert answered carefully: "There are as many as half a year, and the following are as few as..."

The expert paused and said tactfully, "It depends on the situation. If you are in a good mood and have a good living condition, it may be more than half a year, but you must not be stimulated or injured again, otherwise you will be unable to turn things around."

Although these words are tactful, they are already very clear.

In fact, it only takes a few months, and it depends on whether the old man is in a good mood.

In short, the old man can no longer be stimulated.

"Okay, I understand." Ye Zhenting said in a low voice, "Thank you all!"

Immediately, he turned around and went to the germ-changing isolation suit...

The dean and several experts were stunned. They first glanced at each other, and then became a little nervous.

One of the experts also whispered: "What's wrong with the nightclub? If he had heard these news in the past, he would have been furious. Why is he so calm today?"

"Maybe I've been mentally prepared long ago?" said another expert doctor. "After all, the old man is 98, so it's good to be in such a state."

"No, nightclubs didn't have such a good temper before..."

"Now they are all the fathers of three children, so mature!" the dean sighed, "Okay, stop talking, you'll be finished when you hear it."

Ye Zhenting changed his clothes and walked into the ward.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the door, as if waiting for something. When he saw Ye Zhenting coming, his hands moved and his eyes were lit up.

Ye Zhenting immediately walked forward, held the old man's hand, and whispered: "Grandpa!"

Since I can remember, he has liked to bicker with the old man and often fight with him, just to demonstrate his sovereignty, freedom, and decision-making by himself, and not to be controlled for the rest of his life...

But now, the old man no longer has the strength to care about him, and he can no longer scold him or yell at him like before, nor can he hit him with a crutch.

He suddenly felt very lost and sad...


Chapter completed!