Alex hurriedly asked, “You didn’t tell Nana, did you? My injuries are almost healed, and it’s nothing serious. Don’t let Nana know.”

“So you do know your injuries are almost healed,” Kevin teased. “Yet you’re still loitering in the hospital, refusing to be discharged. Your attending physician must be inwardly criticizing you.

“Of course, we wouldn’t tell Nana. When Nana asked about you, Zack said you were on a business trip out of town and wouldn’t be back soon. He said you might be gone for half a month, or possibly one or two months, and that the timing was uncertain.

“Nana also grumbled that you didn’t even tell her you were going on a business trip, and you haven’t made a video call to her in so long. She misses you.”

That was how Grandma May was. If any of her grandsons had not returned home for a while or had not called her, she would still remember them and ask about them from time to time.

They were all children she watched grow up. No matter how old her grandsons became,