The National Director is Mr. Perfect Chapter 987: Notify

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"It's...it's you..."

Grandma Chang's throat was almost speechless, but she tried to raise a smile when she saw Jun Ci.

It's just a bit difficult.

She didn't ask why Jun Ci wears women's clothing, she just recognized Jun Ci at a glance.

Chang Hexin and the others who followed behind did not hear the porcelain that Grandma Chang yelled just now. They saw the girl who suddenly entered the ward, and seemed to hold the old man's hand with some sadness.

They glanced at each other dumbfoundedly, Chang Hexin stepped forward and looked carefully at Junci and asked tentatively: "Miss, may I ask if you are...?"

Chang Hexin has never seen such a beautiful girl, but when I look closely at her facial features, she feels a bit familiar.

The boy who had met briefly once again appeared in her mind.

But she couldn't believe it, that was a boy, and this was a girl.

Jun Ci didn't speak, her eyes only looked at Grandma Chang.

Grandma Chang on the hospital bed, described as haggard.

She is almost out of oil lamps.

Actually, according to Gulu’s predictions at that time, I thought Grandpa Chang and Grandma Chang would be healthy for several years, but I didn’t expect Grandma Chang to contract a cold in this winter. The old man’s body was already weak and the cold accelerated. The decline of the body.

Even Junci has no traces.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the most powerless things for mankind.

Even if the future technology can extend the lifespan of human beings, it has evolved over thousands of years. There is no way for the current Junci and Guru.

"You... are back..."

Grandma Chang's voice was hoarse as if she was talking, she waved hard, "Xinxin...you go out...let's talk to..."

"Grandma?"

Chang Hexin saw her grandma like this, tears filled her eyes.

The condition of the old man made the people in the house a little unbearable. Grandpa Chang had been guarding Grandma Chang in the hospital for a long time. The family members were afraid of what happened to his body and forced him to go back to rest.

"Let's go, He Xin."

They stepped forward and pulled Chang Hexin back. Although they didn't know who the girl was, they didn't ask much when they saw the old man knew him.

If you ask later, it's the same.

Chang Hexin choked, and tears flowed out. She glanced at Jun Ci and saw that the girl's eyes were clear, and for a while it was impossible to tell whether she was sad or not.

After waiting for everyone to go out, Grandma Chang exhaled heavily, and the heat blew onto the ventilator and a mist rose.

Grandma Chang's hand tightly squeezed Jun Ci's wrist, and she asked: "How to dress...girl's clothes...if it wasn't for grandma...remember, I won't recognize it anymore."

When she said this, a pair of muddy eyes still filled with a smile, looking at Junci, trying her best to say: "But our porcelain...so beautiful, grandma... will always remember..."

A simple sentence finally made Junci's eyes red.

It was an emotion she had never felt before, even when she missed her mother too much.

Now, this grandma Chang gave Jun Ci an emotion she had never felt before. It was an emotion that could not be suppressed. It was suppressed to the point that it was difficult to breathe.

"Sorry, grandma."

The girl’s voice already has an obvious low tremor: "I was a girl before, but I haven’t had time to tell you, and I can officially let you know today."