Watching the father and son leave, the old Mr. Xiao turned his head and saw his granddaughter had peeled an apple.
"You shouldn't do these things yourself. Just have a servant do it for me. What if you cut your hand? It will hurt you, won't it?"
Even though the old Mr. Xiao said this, he still took the apple, feeling it was exceptionally sweet.
"Old man, ever since I started working in this hospital, you've been coming here almost every month. Now that you've retired, you haven't been here for more than a year. I didn't expect you'd return today, and your condition seems to be getting more unstable."
The head nurse spoke while wringing a hot towel to wipe his hands.
The old Mr. Xiao turned his head to look at the head nurse, feeling sentimental. Indeed, ever since he was young, when the head nurse first started working at the hospital, she had been his personal nurse, and over the years, she even had children.
