"Wanwan, what brings you here to see me?"
He remembered that Wan Jiao went to work in Mingcheng.
"I just returned from Mingcheng. I'm going on a long trip tomorrow, so I came to see you first."
As Wan Jiao spoke, she took out a small glass bottle from her canvas bag, took out a pill that shimmered with golden light, and handed it to Old Master Ye.
Old Master Ye, a man of great experience and knowledge, asked with delight, "Is this a pill?"
Wan Jiao nodded. "Grandpa, please take good care of yourself."
"I'm practically in my grave, what's there to take care of? This stuff is precious, you should keep it for yourself before you go on your long journey."
Old Master Ye felt that his refusal was reasonable.
Wan Jiao: "..."
I didn't realize it when I wasn't emotionally attached to him, but now that I am, I'm genuinely moved by what Old Master Ye did.
In an instant, her eyes reddened.
She shook the small glass bottle in her hand. "Grandpa, I have plenty of this stuff. Please eat it."
"I'm too old for that, there's no need for it, I'll have to sooner or later anyway..."
Before Old Master Ye could finish speaking, Wan Jiao interrupted him, asking seriously and solemnly, "Grandpa, if I told you that Ye Jin might be able to come back, would you be willing to eat it?"
Old Master Ye was stunned.
Is Nightfall back?
He's already dead, how could he come back?
Taking this opportunity, Wan Jiao added, "Grandpa, it's not just Ye Jin, but also your great-grandson."
She covered her lower abdomen with her hand as she spoke, the meaning of which couldn't be clearer.
“He doesn’t have a father anymore. Grandpa, can you really bear to see him born without you being able to be by his side?”
Old Master Ye's lips and hands were trembling.
Tears were clearly visible glistening in his eyes.
“My great-grandson…” he murmured in a trembling voice.
Wan Jiao: "Yes, Grandpa, your great-grandson needs you to grow up."
Old Master Ye raised his hand to wipe away his tears and nodded hurriedly, "Good, good, good."
Then he took Wan Jiao's pill and put it in his mouth. The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, then acted on Old Master Ye's limbs and bones, causing his physical condition to improve immediately.
My back and legs no longer hurt, my chest no longer feels tight, and I'm not short of breath anymore.
Seeing that Old Master Ye's complexion had improved, Wan Jiao felt relieved and smiled as she told him, "Please take good care of yourself."
Grandpa Ye's attention wasn't on his body at all; he subconsciously grabbed Wan Jiao's wrist. "Wan Wan, do you think that brat can come back? Is it true?"
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