Gay

That subtle expression was seen by the old man sitting on the bed.

A string in her heart seemed to have been flicked heavily, and her gaze froze.

She had never thought that her expressionless grandson, who seemed to be indifferent to everything, would have such a side to him.

However, when he saw the woman beside him, his face darkened.

With Wanwan in one arm and Shen Fanxing in the other, Bo Jinchuan walked towards the bed.

"Are you afraid that I won't die quickly enough?"

Shen Fanxing remained expressionless.

There was no anger, grievance, smile, or embarrassment. Her face was expressionless.

Bo Jinchuan frowned and spoke coldly.

"She needs to be hospitalized for observation these few days. I got Butler Wu to arrange for someone to take care of her."

Old Master Bo took another deep breath at Bo Jinchuan's nonchalant attitude.

"I'm not hospitalized!"