Jing Min recalled the scene at Happiness Catering Shop, when he had held her in his arms…
Because of Jing Xuan, she had met this man when she was very young.
Every time she saw Zhan Tingzhi, he was always handsome and dashing.
She had never seen him so weak.
Jing Min quickly took two steps forward, but suddenly, thinking of something, she stopped.
She looked nervously towards Jing Juntao, relieved that as soon as Jing Juntao entered, his gaze had been fixed on Zhan Tingzhi.
Jing Min secretly breathed a sigh of relief, afraid Jing Juntao would notice her unusual behavior from just before.
She stood still, her heart aching as she gazed at Zhan Tingzhi, "Grandpa, when will he wake up? Will his family come to see him?"
"His injuries aren't serious; there's no need to alarm his family," Jing Juntao said, then pulled up a chair and sat down by the bed.
The sound of their conversation woke Zhan Tingzhi from his deep sleep.
His eyelids twitched, then he opened his eyes.
