Ji Qing turned around and scolded the housekeeper sharply: "Are you dead? Hurry up and call Doctor Liu over."
Housekeeper Li quickly nodded: "I'll go call Doctor Liu right away."
Old Sir Lu walked over to Han Xi, his face full of wrinkles and apologies: "Xiao Xi, I'm really sorry, such a nice meal ended up like this."
"It's okay, Grandpa. Whenever you miss Jing Han in the future, come to our house, we'll make you something delicious."
Han Xi suddenly felt that the old man was actually quite pitiful, couldn't help but feel tenderhearted for him and want to care for him.
"Alright then, don't you young ones dislike this old geezer when the time comes."
"You're our grandpa, how could we ever dislike you?"
Old Sir Lu's eyes were slightly red as he held Han Xi's hand: "Girl, you and Jing Han come upstairs with me, I have something to give you."
Han Xi glanced at Lu Jinghan, who nodded, and she then smiled lightly in agreement: "Alright, Grandpa."
