There were moans in the room. She pushed open the door. More damp smells came to her face. There was also the fungus smell peculiar to the old man.

There was only a faint lamp in the room, and the quilt had never been replaced since she came here. There were noodle residues and vomit on it. It was so dry and sticky that it could not see what it was.

That woman is really strange. Every day, three meals are served by a professional dietitian. She just needs to go to the door and bring something in to feed the elderly.

Imported nutrients are piled up all over the...