"Grandma, you must get better soon! When you get better, Ayao and I will take you on a trip together. What do you say?

Lin Jing struggled with heavy eyelids, half-squinted eyes, looked at her lovingly, and squeezed out a word with weakness: "OK."

Qiu Jiayi held out her hand and carefully sorted out the broken hair between her lower forehead for Lin Jing, who had been forced to laugh, fearing that Lin Jing would think wildly and not rest quietly.

Lin Jing is too weak to take her out in the sun. Qiu Jiayi and Sheng Lingyao accompany her in the ward to talk and relieve her depression.

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