Bo Yanching: "Mm."
Deng Chan: "Hello."
Madam Deng has always been somewhat polite, but not overly so.
Bo Yichen dared not linger in their presence; the atmosphere was too intimidating. Yet he couldn't just leave, so he searched for a topic: "Grandpa woke up once this morning, he's fine. Once the doctor goes up to check, we'll know the situation."
"Woke up this morning?" Bo Yanching asked, his meaning unclear.
"Yes, at the time he was quite alert, but didn't hold out for long before slipping back into a deep sleep. Grandpa's illness is truly strange; he doesn't feel pain anywhere, yet when he's sick, he can sleep for a day or two. However, once he's better, there's no sign he was ever ill. I heard Dad mention before, it seems there's a really skilled Divine Doctor who can cure such peculiar diseases."
Bo Yanching: "Who?"
"Xiao Nanshan!"
Bo Yanching's expression remained unchanged, not a hint of surprise.
