“Irie.” Irie’s grandmother stepped into the hospital and cried out anxiously while holding her chest. Her eyes were extremely red as if she had been crying.

Upon seeing the pale Gillian, Irie’s grandmother hurried toward her and hugged her tightly. “Gillian, how is Irie? What did the doctor say about Irie?” she inquired in a shaky voice, her body trembling slightly.

Gillian’s body trembled, and her lips quivered, her eyes exceptionally red. She could only let out two words, her eyes fixated on Irie’s ward, “Grandma, Irie. Irie.”

“Irie.” An older and anxious masculine voice suddenly sounded.

Upon seeing Gillian, Irie’s father’s eyes turned cold, and he chided her in...