Lanlan, How Dare You Hide Your Condition From Me?

Shi Qingjue gazed deeply at Shi Qinglan's back view.

The more he looked at her, the more he found her familiar, as though her back view was overlapping with a certain silhouette in his memory. "We really haven't met before?"

"What?" Ji Lin looked at Shi Qingjue with confusion.

He could faintly hear the young master mumble something. Furthermore, seeing how his gaze remained on Miss Miracle Doctor…

"Ahem." Ji Lin let out a cough.

Shi Qingjue said, "I'll take a look at Grandpa."

He then turned to walk towards the ward, but Ji Lin's voice suddenly sounded behind him. "Young Master, there are some things that everyone, including you, might not like to hear. But…"

Shi Qingjue paused in his tracks and froze slightly.

Ji Lin swallowed and braced himself to go on, "Master's health has been deteriorating. He might not have much time left."