While everyone was trying to comfort each other outside Grandpa Lu's ward, Little Christian was already standing next to Grandpa Lu's sickbed.
He was trying his best to hold his tears. His small hand held the wrinkled hand of his great grandfather. He could hear the weak beating of his heart.
Grandpa Lu looked so sick. His body was frail and his complexion was pale. Grandpa Lu was in grave danger. And the doctor said that they couldn't guarantee if he could still recover even if he would undergo a major operation.
"Gramps… Please don't die. Don't leave us just yet. I want you to live longer and see me grow until I become an adult. You told me that you wanted to see me graduate and manage the company right?"
Christian continued talking to his great-grandpa. The stored tears started to flow down his cheeks. His heart was too heavy. He couldn't accept that Grandpa Lu would no longer recover.
