A group of people wiped away their tears and hurried to Lady Ye's hospital room.
Lady Ye's face was as pale as gold paper, showing signs of imminent passing. She mumbled softly, "Rainbow, Rainbow..."
"Grandma. Little Rainbow is fine, it was a misdiagnosis earlier, she's perfectly okay!" Ye Huang held back his sorrow and tightly grasped Lady Ye's hand.
"Oh, that's good..." Lady Ye sighed in relief, and as the weight lifted from her heart, her whole body relaxed, "That's good, that's good..."
"Grandma, please pull yourself together. Don't be like this, keep your spirits up..."
"Grandma, Little Rainbow is drinking milk formula, she'll come play with you soon."
"Grandma, Grandma..."
Lady Ye tilted her head and could no longer hear the calls of her grandchildren, passing away with a gentle smile on her lips, leaving the world at peace.
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Three days had passed since Lady Ye's funeral arrangements.
