In the ward,

medical equipment was displaced, drops of iron rods fell to the ground, its surrounding scattered with fragmented glass, a shallow water floating a few drops of blood, blood melting, into blood, how strange to see.

"Master, don't disturb."

"Muchudi is dead. What's the point of this? Instead of thinking about the dead woman, think about Chijia."

Speaking of the pool house, the servant clenched his teeth and swallowed everything he wanted to say.

Chinan has just woken up and is not suitable for any stimulation.

Chijia... Well, let's wait till later.

Chinan didn't notice the strange facial expression of the servant at all. What he was thinking...