Unable to refuse her, the old man could only take her to the hospital.
Xinger bit her lip, holding the newly folded Thousand Paper Crane as she walked in. Seeing the crane that Luo Jun had left behind, leaning crookedly against the pillow, she stepped over and picked it up.
"Grandpa, Mo Mo hasn't left, look, his paper crane is still here?"
The old man glanced at her thin profile, a look of pity flashing in his eyes, "Maybe, he... might have gone for a check-up."
"Can we wait for him for a while?" Xinger turned her face, asking earnestly.
"I'm sorry, Xinger." The old man shook his head gently, "Grandpa promised someone to return quickly, I'm afraid we can't wait any longer."
The old man knew that Luo Jun had already left; the paper crane was just discarded here by him.
He was just reluctant to let the child down, so he told this lie.
"Then... can I leave the paper crane for Mo Mo?"
"Of course."
