When Doctor Sun's room was tidied up, it was the day of departure.
"Grandmother."
Zhao Zhan supported Grandma Zhang and carefully helped her into the carriage. "We've been traveling for a long time. Grandmother, if you feel uncomfortable, just call me and we'll stop and rest."
"I know."
Although Grandma Zhang was still muddled, she occasionally knew clearly that Zhao Zhan was her grandson.
"Zhao Zhan, you won't blame us for being so thick-skinned and following you to Shangjing, right? We're only thinking that while your grandmother is still in good health, we can accompany her for as long as we can."
"What are you saying? We agreed that we would go to Bei City with you."
Zhang Lingzhen patted Zhao Zhan's shoulder.
"Since that's the case, we won't ever mention it in the future."
"Xiangjun, be careful."