Ling Xuejiu had taken a bath and changed into pajamas, lying on the bed with a book in hand, when suddenly her phone’s ringtone sounded. She picked it up and saw that it was a call from Uncle Liu, so she pressed the answer button. Before she could speak, she heard Uncle Liu say, "Hello, Miss? It’s bad news, the Old Master has had an incident!"
"Ah?" Ling Xuejiu was startled and asked, "What happened to Grandpa, what happened?"
"It might be his heart condition acting up again, but I’m not sure about the specifics," Uncle Liu seed very anxious and explained, "All I know is that after dinner tonight, the Old Master felt very uncomfortable and went back to his room to rest. Then for so reason, it’s like he beca a different person, shouting and screaming in his room. After receiving He i’s call, I rushed over imdiately, but by the ti I arrived, the Old Master had already collapsed and was unconscious. Ah, what should we do!"
Ling Xuejiu, crying urgently, said angrily, "What do you an what should we do, quickly take Grandpa to the hospital."
"We can’t do that," Uncle Liu replied with difficulty, "The Old Master had instructed before that even if he were truly at death’s door, he must absolutely not be taken to the hospital."
Ling Xuejiu sobbed, "Why is that?"
Uncle Liu said, "I’m not clear about it either; the Old Master was very serious when he said it, and I didn’t dare to go against his wishes. Miss, you should co and see him first. If it turns out the Old Master is really on his last breath, then you can make a decision. I really don’t dare to take charge of this matter..."
"Alright, I’m coming over right now." As soon as Ling Xuejiu finished speaking, she hung up the phone without bothering to change clothes, slipped on a pair of slippers, and ran downstairs. Seeing Li ngjie watching TV, she ignored her and went straight to knock on Leng Xuan’s door.
"Leng Xuan, hurry up and co out," she said.
"Xue Jiu, what’s going on?" Li ngjie was startled by Ling Xuejiu’s behavior, wondering if Leng Xuan had offended the Miss in so way again.
"Co out quickly," Ling Xuejiu didn’t respond to Li ngjie, continuing to knock and shout.
Leng Xuan had just taken a bath and hadn’t dressed yet; he had just undone the towel wrapped around his waist when he heard Ling Xuejiu knocking and shouting urgently at his door, sounding extrely anxious. Startled, he didn’t bother dressing and grabbed both ends of the towel with one hand, running to open the door. The mont the door opened, Ling Xuejiu, without looking, grabbed his hand—the one holding the towel—and said, "Hurry, go start the car!" "Cough, cough!" Leng Xuan’s face turned red; is there such an unscrupulous Miss? You’re pulling at my towel, is it intentional or not? Suddenly embarrassed, he said awkwardly, "Miss, please, let go."
Ling Xuejiu hadn’t realized at first, but seeing Leng Xuan’s exasperated expression and following his gaze to her own hand, she abruptly understood, her face flushing red. She glared at Leng Xuan, quickly let go, and then turned away. Her heart fluttered wildly.
anwhile, Leng Xuan stood there, stunned, until Ling Xuejiu loudly said, "Aren’t you going to get dressed?" Then he ca to his senses, felt so embarrassed he wished he could crawl into a hole, cursed ’damn’ in his mind, and hurriedly turned back into his room.
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