Chapter 801 Meet

"Ahem..." "Recently, the weather is cloudy and rainy. Grandpa, you have to pay attention to your health and don't catch a cold." Fu Huan came in and whispered to the people in bed. "Why did you come back suddenly?" Fu old man covered his mouth and coughed gently. After easing, he looked at Fu Huan, and his eyes flashed a trace of softness involuntarily. "Have you eaten yet?" Fu Huan leaned against a soft pillow for the old man's back. When he heard this, his body couldn't help but stiffen. He soon came to his senses and said with a smile: "Don't worry that I have already eaten outside." "That's good... ahem..." The old man's body is getting worse every day, and his pale face is gradually withered. He is ill in bed for a whole day. This kind of situation has been like this since Aaron Anderson came to the old house that day, but Fu Huan can only watch helplessly, and can't do anything by standing by. The old man was not thin to him. Fu Huan didn't turn his face, wearing a black