"Miss, you should talk swiftly to your grandfather, we're running out of time, we can't afford any delay." The Dean patted Zheng Haoyu on the shoulder, implying him to take good care of Su Nian, then turned and left.
The doctors and nurses in the operating room came out one after the other, their faces filled with regret and sympathy— they could only choose to face such situations with poise.
When the few people approach Su Hui's sickbed, there were hardly any medical equipment left on him. He lay there, his face sheet-white, utterly lifeless. Su Nian flew at the bed and gripped Su Hui's hand tightly. "Grandpa, grandpa, it's me, your favorite granddaughter. Please, open your eyes and look at me. Please, grandpa."
Despite seemingly unconscious, Su Hui opened his eyes slowly at Su Nian's call, gave her a glance, and broke into a little smile. "My little Nian, you've grown... you're a grown... girl now."