The 70s Novel: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Lie Down-Chapter 185: Dusty Roads Can’t Conceal the Journey

Old Master Jiang saw his wife like this and couldn’t help but ask his son, "Hasn’t Yan Er returned yet? Can we find out where he is now? If not... bring Miao Miao over first, let your mom see her..."

Grandma Jiang can’t eat anything now, surviving entirely on IV fluids, and she sleeps longer and longer.

Jiang Zhongyi’s face showed distress. He privately hoped his younger son would hurry back, but his son was still on a mission. If he disturbed him recklessly, he feared an accident might occur. So, it wasn’t that he couldn’t find him, but rather found him and dared not urge him...

"Okay, I’ll go look." Jiang Zhongyi nodded in agreement, unable to tell Old Master Jiang the truth, and resorted to stalling. Luckily, the last call indicated the mission was going smoothly, just a matter of days.

In early March, the troop stationed in the abandoned factory was also renewed.

Ivy was thriving along the rusty iron window bars, and patches of green quietly took over the abandoned land.

Wang Miaomiao stood bored in the corridor, gazing at the crooked peach tree by the small pond in the distance. The tree’s thriving greenery sprinkled with small pink blossoms was quite pleasing from afar.

Spring had arrived, yet she felt sluggish. Could she be experiencing spring fatigue? With Jiang Yan’s recent departure, she hadn’t had much work to do for days; she was bored...

It had been about twenty days now, and she still didn’t know how Jiang Yan was doing.

Just as Wang Miaomiao was feeling restless and her thoughts were wandering, a sudden tug startled her. Before she could gather herself, she saw Jiang Yan before her, pulling her along rapidly. Unable to keep up and stumbling, Wang Miaomiao furrowed her brows in anger and said, "Brother Jiang, what are you doing? Where are you dragging me?"

Jiang Yan suddenly stopped, and due to inertia, Wang Miaomiao couldn’t stop and bumped into his arm.

Jiang Yan turned and drew her into his arms tightly. He buried his head in her neck, breathing in her unique feminine fragrance, which began to calm his anxious and uncertain heart.

Wang Miaomiao felt his weary and lost state. Having traveled hurriedly all the way here, something must have happened.

She didn’t push him away, instead raising her arms to gently embrace his waist, feeling him tremble slightly, she soothingly asked, "What’s going on? Are you hurt?"

Embracing each other, Wang Miaomiao caught the scent of earthiness and... blood on him.

Her neck felt slightly uncomfortable, as his rough breath and unshaven stubble irritated her tender skin.

Jiang Yan embraced her, the real her. After a day of uncertainty, his empty heart finally felt secure. He tried to calm himself before releasing her, and looking at her bewildered yet concerned eyes, he said, "Grandma is seriously ill. We’re going to see her now."

"Ah? How’s that possible? She was fine the other day!" Wang Miaomiao couldn’t believe this news, recalling Grandma Jiang’s kindly smile, murmuring in disbelief, "How could this happen?"

Jiang Yan pressed his lips and said nothing more. Receiving his father’s call, he couldn’t believe it either. How could she be critically ill in just over half a month?

Wang Miaomiao remembered the call she received on New Year’s Day, anxiously, "Did your father say when Grandma got sick? The day you left, I received a call from him, asking you to call him back. It was just before you left; wouldn’t it be..."

Wang Miaomiao speculated if it had to do with New Year’s Eve. If so, it would be her fault; she couldn’t escape the responsibility.

"It’s not your fault, don’t think too much." Jiang Yan comfortingly patted her head, "Let’s go to the hospital first."

"Alright, let’s go quickly." Wang Miaomiao grasped his hand, leading him forward, regretting out loud, "If I had known Grandma was ill, I should have gone to see her sooner."

Even though Jiang Yan said it wasn’t her fault, she still felt uneasy inside.

Jiang Yan drove fast, so rapidly that it made Wang Miaomiao uncomfortable, but she did not complain, staying calm outwardly while her hand tightly gripped the seatbelt.

Jiang Yan and Wang Miaomiao arrived at the hospital, heading straight to the ward. The door was open, and there were quite a few people inside.

Old Master Jiang, Jiang Zhongyi, Bai Li, Jiang Shulan, Liang Meizhi, Jiang Tongtong, and Zheng Zhen were there. Apart from those unable to leave work for long, everyone who could was present.

Old Master Jiang looked utterly worn out, low in spirit. Seeing the two enter, he waved them over and managed a faint smile, "You’re back, come here quickly, your grandma is waiting for you..."

Jiang Yan took Wang Miaomiao’s hand, and step by step, they approached Grandma Jiang’s bedside. Jiang Yan knelt, leaning over the bedside as his voice choked, "Grandma, grandson brought Miao Miao to see you. Grandma, sorry, we’re late coming here..."

Wang Miaomiao looked at the emaciated elderly figure on the bed, her eyes instantly reddened, tears spontaneously flowing. In such a short time, she hadn’t expected the slightly plump old lady to become this way; it must have been such suffering.

Wang Miaomiao slowly knelt at the bedside too, "Grandma, Miao Miao has come to see you."

Grandma Jiang’s cloudy eyes brightened a bit, revealing a faint smile, seeming joyful.

She struggled to lift her bony hand, and Jiang Yan immediately stepped forward to hold it, "Grandma..." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Grandma Jiang looked at Wang Miaomiao with hopeful eyes. Jiang Yan understood and brought Wang Miaomiao’s hand over, intertwining all three of their hands together.

The old lady seemed satisfied, withdrew her hand, looked at their joined hands, and smiled contentedly, "Be... well..."

The tears in Jiang Yan’s eyes could no longer be held back, falling like raindrops, "Grandma, don’t worry, we will be well together, we will be happy for a lifetime." He knew Grandma had always worried about his marriage, hoping he’d meet someone who understood him.

Grandma Jiang looked at Wang Miaomiao full of expectation.

Wang Miaomiao felt a heavy blockage in her heart, an unspeakable discomfort. For more than half a month, she hadn’t figured out her situation with Jiang Yan, but at this moment, she really couldn’t refuse an old woman’s final wish.

Wang Miaomiao nodded, choking with emotion, "Grandma, we will be well."

Having received a satisfactory answer, Grandma Jiang seemed to have resolved a concern, not looking at them anymore. She searched among the crowd and then stared straight at Old Master Jiang with a smile.

Smiling, she gradually closed her eyes. Quietly and serenely...

Grandma Jiang was gone...

The hospital ward filled with cries that shook the heavens. Wang Miaomiao quietly withdrew from the crowd and sat on a long bench in the corridor.

This was the first time she faced life and death directly in two lifetimes; she was very sad.