She didn't want to cry. When she cried, she felt like her grandmother was dead, and she didn't like the feeling. She threw down her scarf and went to the bathroom.

After entering, she turned on the tap, allowing the water to wash over her face and flow onto her body. After some time, she realized that she had forgotten to take off her clothes.

She took off her clothes and stood under the water, unable to tell if her face was wet or wet. When she finished washing, she realized that she had forgotten to bring in her change of clothes.

She subconsciously called out, "Grandmother …"

After she finished calling, she suddenly remembered that her grandma was lying in the hospital and couldn't answer her, nor could she get her clothes for her. She just stood blankly in front of the washroom with her head lowered, thinking about something.

The bathroom door was knocked at this moment. She suddenly raised her head, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

A familiar voice came from outside the door, "I left my clothes on the small stool outside. After you're done washing, hurry up and come out. Don't catch a cold."

These were incomparably familiar words, but it was not from his grandmother.

An Hao took a deep breath, and waited for the footsteps to get far away. Only then, did she open the door and take the clothes that the doorkeeper had placed on the chair and put them on.

The moment she came out, she immediately saw Lin Lang who was standing at the outer room's door, and asked with a hoarse voice: "Why are you here?"

Lin Lang had something to take care of so when he returned to the hospital, An Hao's figure was nowhere to be seen. After hearing from the nurse that she had returned, he rushed over.

When he saw that she was standing there, he finally felt relieved. "I was worried about you, so I came over to take a look."

"Don't worry." An Hao laughed bitterly, then strode towards his own room: "I can still hold on, my grandmother is still here, I won't let anything happen to myself."

Lin Lang looked at her without saying a word.

An Hao entered the room, opened the wardrobe to take the clothes he left behind, and casually opened his mouth: "Has the doctor who helped Grandma come?"

"Tomorrow."

"Oh." An Hao nodded: "Is the chances of it being cured high?"

Lin Lang pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then answered honestly: "Not big."

"What's the probability of that?"

"%... "One." Not even that.

The hand that An Hao used to clean up his clothes paused for a moment, and very quickly tidied up his clothes, his lips raised in a smile: "With such a small probability, then what expert are you calling?"

"Ah Hao." Lin Lang was really worried about her current state, and couldn't help but give her a preventive measure: "Life and death are a natural law, and no one can escape from it. I hope that no matter whether or not Grandma An wakes up in the end, you will learn to see things clearly, and look ahead, you are still young, and your road is still long, do you understand?"

An Hao sniffed, raised his hand and wiped away the tears that had landed on his face, then complained softly: "I know, you're really long-winded."

She was still young and her journey was long, but what would she do if she looked around and saw herself alone on that long road, unable to find her home even if she got tired?

She was afraid …

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After An Hao packed his clothes, he returned to the hospital together with Lin Lang. The moment he entered the ward, he saw Lin Qing glaring at the person who stood beside the bed with a pair of furious eyes.

Just by looking at his back, An Hao's body couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably, and the bag in his hands fell from fright.

Upon hearing the noise, Lin Qing and Chen Xiyang turned around at the same time. Seeing that she had returned, Lin Qing got up and ran to her side while complaining unhappily: "This person is a lunatic, I already said I wouldn't let him in, yet he still insisted on coming in."

Lin Lang looked at Chen Xiyang who was beside the sickbed, narrowed his eyes and did not say anything.

This was, after all, An Hao's problem. Before she had made her stance clear, he would at least give her some respect, and wouldn't casually participate.

"You're back." Chen Xiyang looked at An Hao with a gentle gaze. Seeing her unsightly expression, he laughed uneasily: "I heard that Grandmother was hospitalized, so I came to take a look."

An Hao had already calmed down, he walked in quickly and said with a smile: "Thank you, since you have seen it, then please leave first."

"Ah Hao..." Chen Xiyang obviously still had something to say, but because of two people at the side, he swallowed his words back and anxiously reached out to grab An Hao's hand.

However, as if he was frightened, An Hao took a few steps back, and became agitated once more: "I told you to leave now, did you not hear me?"

Chen Xiyang withdrew his hand bit by bit, his face was full of injuries: "Ah Hao, I'm worried about you, I want to talk to you."

"No." An Hao rejected him flatly: "I don't need to talk to you, the person I don't want to see the most right now is you, can you hurry up and leave? I beg of you. "

"But …" Chen Xiyang still wanted to say something, but when she saw that An Hao refused to see him like that, she pursed her lips and stayed silent for a while before walking out of the sickroom with her head turned back.

Lin Qing looked at his back and stuck out his tongue in disgust, "You're crazy."

Just as she finished speaking, Chen Xiyang seemed to have heard her words and turned his head, looking at her fiercely. Under the lighting of the corridor, he looked like a pervert who had abnormal nerves that would often appear in movies.

Lin Qing's body subconsciously trembled, and he took a step back into the room before knocking onto Lin Lang's body.

Lin Lang ruffled her hair: "Don't be afraid, but don't provoke him easily, understand?"

Lin Qing was still trembling with fear, as he blankly nodded. "He looks so scary."

"Mm, so don't provoke them."

An Hao stood on the side of the bed as if he did not hear their conversation, he reached out his hand to check the pulse of the Grandma An, and only after confirming that it was still beating, he sat down on the chair at ease, and leaned on the bed tiredly.

Lin Qing walked to her side and pretended to be relaxed as he said: "Ah Hao, I'll sleep with you here tonight. How about it?"

An Hao opened his eyes and saw that she was obviously worried yet pretended to be relaxed, he smiled: "No need, I'm not sleeping well here, don't you want to see your male god tomorrow afternoon? It's not good to get out of the dark circles. "

Lin Qing curled his lips: "I won't go see you tomorrow, I'll stay here to accompany you."

"Then I've committed a great sin. Your Empty Bro can't just come and kill me with a knife?"

"Oh, what are you talking about?" Lin Qing angrily stomped her feet.

An Hao laughed: "Rest assured, you can go back to sleep. With your third brother accompanying me, what are you worried about?"

Lin Qing subconsciously looked back at her third brother. She realized that this was indeed the time when her third brother was showing off to her.

She smiled and lied, "That's fine, my third brother has always been good at taking care of people."