The Old Man Can Finally Rest

His high-spirited eyes dimmed, and he shook his head, not blaming Qiao Nian. His voice was low and a little jaded. "You don't need to apologize to me, I know he can't last for two years.

"The old man was stubborn and didn't listen to advice. We told him to rest, but he never listened. When he was sick, he often couldn't let go of what he was doing and was so busy that he didn't sleep until midnight. It was for this reason that his health still worsened day by day despite taking your medicine."

Wei Lou smiled, trying to relax, but his smile was nondescript. "He's also old. If it wasn't for you this time, we might not even see him for the last time."

Among the people in the innermost circle, Wei Ying's voice was the loudest, constantly calling out Old Master Wei's name, trying her best to wake him up.

Qiao Nian didn't speak. She looked up at him and said, "Everyone will have this day, and so will we."

"I know."