Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 1066 - 1069: An Indescribable Relationship (Part 1)

Ji Anning couldn’t shake off her worries, so she reached for her phone, entered Charles’s number, and dialed.

Thankfully, she remembered Charles’s number.

"Hello."

The call connected, and a familiar old voice came from the other end.

"Hello, is this Uncle Willis?" Ji Anning recognized that it was Charles’s attendant who picked up the call. She politely greeted him and introduced herself: "It’s Niannian."

Upon hearing it was Ji Anning, Willis immediately responded, "Miss Niannian, Mr. Charles has been watching over the young master for days and nights without much rest, and he just lay down to sleep. If you don’t have any urgent matters, could you please tell me first, and I’ll pass the message to Mr. Charles."

As expected!

Ji Anning wasn’t surprised at all. She knew that Charles being aware that the young uncle was his son meant he was a lifeline for him. What appeared as a ten percent chance of hope to them was at least twenty percent to him.

Hearing that he hadn’t rested for days and nights, Ji Anning felt reluctant to trouble Willis to wake Charles. Firstly, out of reluctance, and secondly, she believed that he would take better care of Ji Chicheng after a good rest.

With this in mind, she said to Willis, "When Mr. Charles wakes up, could you please tell him that I called and ask him to return my call?"

Willis said, "No problem."

"Thank you, Uncle Willis."

After expressing her thanks, Ji Anning asked, "How is his condition now?"

Willis replied, "The condition has basically stabilized, barring any unexpected changes."

A basically stable condition was considered good news for Ji Anning, far better than before when there were constant changes or the danger period wasn’t over yet.

After hanging up the phone, she gazed out the window and sighed into the distance.

She wondered how Xiang Yiqing’s grandfather was doing and if Xiang Yiqing had arrived yet.

...

The old man, just out of the operating room, kept holding Xin Xiaoxiao’s hand, opening his mouth to speak, but his voice wouldn’t come out.

Every time he opened his mouth, Xin Xiaoxiao feared that he might draw his last breath the next second, making her heart pound with anxiety.

Next to them, Xiang Yiqing’s mother, Lun Shujun, was equally on edge, worried that the old man might not catch his breath and pass.

"What is he trying to say?"

Lun Shujun hurriedly leaned over and brought her ear closer to the old man; his breath was very weak. She hastily said, "Qingqing will be here soon, please just rest and don’t talk."

Being a doctor, she knew well that the old man’s condition was not optimistic.

At this moment, a young female doctor in a white coat pushed the door open and entered the ward.

She called out to Lun Shujun, "Auntie."

Lun Shujun straightened up and looked at the Fengming Hospital white coat she wore, curiously asking, "Who are you?"

She definitely wasn’t here as a doctor, otherwise she wouldn’t have addressed her as Auntie right away.

"I’m Xiang Yiqing’s university classmate, my name is Qiu Yang." Qiu Yang introduced herself politely to Lun Shujun, with a gentle and delicate voice and demeanor.

After introducing herself, she lifted her head and glanced at the elderly man lying on the hospital bed, whose consciousness was cloudy, and quickly walked over, "I came to see Grandpa Xiang."

Saying this, she stepped forward, walked over to the old man’s bedside, bent over, and smiled at him, "Hello Grandpa, I’m Xiang Yiqing’s university classmate. He used to mention you to me often."