"Uncle, why is it so sudden? The last time Mom called me, I even asked about Grandpa, wasn't he still fine?" Goudan asked with red-rimmed eyes.
"Your Mom said that Grandpa caught a cold these past few days, and somehow threw up his food when nobody was around. The food might have gotten into his windpipe, and he just suffocated," Li Hongjun's unfluctuating voice came from ahead.
Goudan hadn't expected such a scenario, and stood there stunned for a moment, finally only able to wipe away his tears.
"Grandpa was half-paralyzed, wasn't he? If he vomited, he should have still been able to move," Pangpang didn't feel much for his grandfather; after all, he had only met him a few times. But that didn't stop him from noticing the inconsistency.
