The black van slowly drove away, heading towards the Cui Family's old residence.
Cui Yunzhi sat in the backseat of the black van, still clutching Yang Cheng's jacket. The faint medicinal scent lingering on it inexplicably gave her a sense of peace.
"Yunzhi, you don't look well. Were you scared just now?"
Cui Yunfan, sitting in the front passenger seat, turned his head, his voice full of concern.
"I'm fine, Yunfan, just a bit tired."
Cui Yunzhi shook her head, managing a weak smile. "Grandfather... how is he really? The call wasn't very clear."
Cui Yunfan sighed, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes. "Grandfather isn't doing well. He suddenly had a stroke a few days ago, was in a coma for several days, and after barely waking up, his body is very weak. The doctors say... he might not hold on for much longer."
Cui Yunzhi's heart sank, her eyes instantly reddening.
"How could this happen? Grandfather has always been so strong, how could he have a stroke so suddenly?"
