Zuo Weiyi was filled with doubts as she stared at the old man. However, in the end, she answered his question anyway.
"She died of an illness."
Her grandmother fell ill when she was just three years old, and since they could not afford to pay for treatment at that time, she had passed away shortly after that.
Back then, Zuo Weiyi could not understand why her grandmother's body was so weak.
As soon as the old man heard her answer, the pain in his eyes deepened immediately.
The incident that happened forty years ago was a pain that he could never forget. It felt like a thorn that was pierced deeply into his heart, and it was so deeply rooted that it could never be removed anymore.
At this moment, Zuo Weiyi's cell phone started buzzing again.
Zuo Weiyi looked down at her cell phone and she saw that she had received another text from the strange number before.
"You still have fifteen minutes!"
