My husband is the best in the world

Chapter 1127 What exactly does he want to express?
Seeing that the old man's eyes were red, Xia Yinian immediately pulled a tissue to wipe away his tears.

Putting the tissue aside, she pulled out another clean tissue.

"Grandpa, Niannian is so happy that she shed tears, what about you? Are you happy to see me too?"

Wiping the tears from the corners of the old man's eyes, Xia Yinian bit her lower lip tightly, trying not to let herself cry again.

"Nian Nian." Suddenly, a hoarse and even weak voice sounded.

Xia Yinian was taken aback for a moment, and stopped all movements in his hands.

Hearing that Grandpa actually spoke, Feng Yan immediately walked over.

Xia Yinian bit her lips hard, suppressed the tears, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa, it's me, I'm Niannian, do you remember me?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the tears in Xia Yinian's eyes flowed down again.

Suddenly, a big hand stretched out. The man grabbed a tissue and wiped Xia Yinian's face.

Xia Yinian didn't pay attention, her eyes were always locked on the old man and never left.

"Grandpa, I'm A Yan, do you still remember?" Feng Yan's voice rang in Xia Yinian's ear.

The old man glanced at the speaker, blinked his eyes, opened and closed his mouth slightly, but couldn't speak.

Seeing his uncomfortable appearance, Xia Yinian's heart also ached.

"Grandpa, don't worry! If you remember A Yan, you blink once, if you don't remember, blink twice, okay?"

Xia Yinian held the old man's hand with an extremely soft voice.

"Okay, from now on, do you still remember your grandson A Yan?" Xia Yinian asked softly.

The old man blinked once, but didn't do anything else.

"Ayan, grandpa said he remembers, he remembers me and you too." Xia Yinian pulled Feng Yan's palm a little excitedly.

But he didn't expect that his hand was held backwards by the other palm.

Looking sideways at Gu Beicheng on the right, Xia Yinian immediately let go of the corner of Feng Yan's clothes.

Was Beicheng wiping her tears just now?Xia Yinian blinked, as if remembering something.

Think about it, the two men are one on the left and the other on the right. It seemed to be on the right just now, so it should be Beicheng.

However, what happened to this guy today? When she was so excited, he was still thinking about that matter.

After being distracted for only two seconds, Xia Yinian glanced at the old man again, let go of his hand, and stood up.

"Ayan, why hasn't the doctor come yet? Grandpa..."

"Nian Nian..." The old man's hoarse voice sounded again, but there were still only two words.

Looking down at his slightly moving index and middle fingers, Xia Yinian immediately squatted down.

She carefully placed her hand in the old man's open palm, held her breath, and looked at the fingers that were still moving slightly.

Just at this time, three doctors came in from the outside.

Everyone's eyes were locked on the old man's slightly moving fingers, as if they were waiting for a miracle to happen.

In just 1 minute, it feels like a long time has passed.

The old man finally clasped his palms together and held that tender little hand loosely.

"Nian Nian." The old man tried his best to call again.

Looking up at the old man with beads of sweat on his temples, Xia Yinian couldn't help crying anymore.

"Grandpa." With a "wow", she threw herself on his arm and cried bitterly.

Even Feng Yan couldn't explain the situation in front of him, so he could only look at him for a moment.

Grandpa tried so hard to grab Nian Nian's hand, what exactly was he trying to express?
(End of this chapter)