Grandma Rong's withered hand grasped Fu Mingxue's hand.

She was quite agitated.

“Mingxue, you’ve finally come. I’m so glad you came to see me—this old woman.”

Grandma Rong's cloudy eyes scrutinized Fu Mingxue's face—it was so similar, so incredibly similar.

Now it looks exactly the same.

She was absolutely certain that this was her younger sister's offspring.

Even if the girl doesn't admit it at all.

"Don't worry about getting better! I believe you will recover."

To be honest, Fu Mingxue was somewhat unable to handle this kind of situation.

"I know my body is beyond saving, but it doesn't matter. I was able to see you before I died, and my last wish has been fulfilled—"

Grandma Rong was a little out of breath after saying so much in one breath.

She paused for a moment, then continued speaking, but this time it wasn't directed at Fu Mingxue.

Instead, he said to the others in the ward, "You all go out for a bit, Mingxue and I need to be alone for a while."

The Rong family members were somewhat unwilling when they heard the old lady say this.

Of course, not only were they unwilling, but even Fu Mingxue was unwilling.

While the others hesitated about whether to leave the ward first to give them some alone time, Fu Mingxue spoke up first: "Grandma Rong, they should stay here! I have to leave in a little while, you should take good care of yourself."

She's not out of her mind, why would she want to spend time alone with the old lady?

Are they close?

Given the old lady's current state, almost to the point of death, if anything happens, wouldn't she be implicated?

Seeing this, Rong Jun quickly came over to the old lady on the hospital bed and said, "Grandma, let's stay. If you have anything to say, please tell Fu Mingxue. She's a bit busy with work."

Although Grandma Rong was somewhat disappointed, she knew that Fu Mingxue did not want to be alone with her.

"Mingxue, I have a package here. You should take it. It was left by your real grandmother. I didn't bring it with me when I came to Beijing last time, so I brought it to you this time."

She gestured for Rongjun to bring the box over.

Rong Jun immediately did as instructed, taking the rather large box from a bodyguard.

"Fu Mingxue, this is it. Take it—"

Just as she was about to hand the box over, Fu Mingxue took a step back.

"I'm sorry, I think you've misunderstood. I came here specifically to see Mrs. Rong because of her early donations. Now that Mr. Rong has told me that Mrs. Rong is seriously ill, I came here specifically to check on her. That doesn't mean anything else. So, I will not accept these things."

"It's getting late, I should go now. I hope Grandma Rong recovers soon."

"Mingxue, you—" Old Mrs. Rong said anxiously as she saw her about to leave.

This worried everyone else a lot.

Seeing this, Fu Mingxue added, "Grandma Rong, life is short, there's no need to dwell too much on the past. I think things are fine as they are now, and I hope Grandma Rong can let go of the past too. Goodbye!"

After saying this, she nodded slightly to Old Madam Rong and then turned and left the ward.

Upon seeing this, Rong Jun instinctively wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by Old Madam Rong. "No need to chase her, let her go. By the way, we'll leave and go back in a bit. Also, after we leave, have the lawyer here read my will to the Fu family."

Then his gaze fell on the box that Rong Jun was holding.

"Give this to that lawyer as well, and have him deliver it to the Fu family—to Fu Mingxue's mother."

Since Fu Mingxue won't accept it, then give it to Fu Mingxue's mother.