Liu Shimei's lips curled up imperceptibly when she heard this old but vigorous voice.
However, the pain made her dizzy, and she really could not put up a proud face.
She opened her eyes slightly and fell into a strong embrace in the next moment. When she saw who it was, she smiled with difficulty. "Grandpa, you're here."
Liang Wei lowered his head and saw that Liu Shimei's light-colored old clothes had blood all over her back!
He became even angrier and handed Liu Shimei to Liang Yi, who was following behind him. "Little Nine, carry your sister well!"
Liang Yi's young face was also filled with anger. He took Liu Shimei and saw that she had closed her eyes again. He quickly asked, "Sister, how are you? You must hold on!"
Liu Shimei smiled weakly and said, "It's alright. I won't die. It's just too painful…"
She was weak.