Yan Qianyi turned her head to look at Yan Hong, her eyebrows tightening, "Hadn't we already agreed just now?"
"Yes," Yan Hong nodded his head, "but I've been thinking it over, and I'm still not at ease handing grandmother over to you. The hospital has already issued a critical condition notice, this is her home. If she really is beyond help, I want her to depart peacefully without further suffering."
Yan Qianyi stood up and walked outside, "Let's talk outside."
Once outside, she gently closed the door and asked Yan Hong, "Why the sudden change of mind?"
"No particular reason, it's just that even the doctors are saying there's no hope. What could you possibly do by taking her to your place? Isn't that just needlessly distressing her? Unless... the medical secret recipe your mother left you can save your grandmother's life?"
Yan Hong looked at Yan Qianyi with a probing gaze.
She scoffed coldly, "Stop probing; I've told you, my mother didn't leave me any medical secret recipe."
