In the evening, the sky had just darkened, and the sky was covered with a gorgeous fire cloud. The fiery red color shined through the glass into the VIP intensive care unit, and the white bed sheets were stained with a warm color.
Henry Han came over with a can of old duck ginseng soup, and the four bodyguards at the door respectfully saluted, “Master.”
Henry Han glanced in the ward, raised his chin, “How is the old man today?”
Several bodyguards glanced at each other, shook their heads and said, “I still don’t eat, and throw it out as I take it in. If this goes on, the master’s body may not be able to hold it anymore.”
After hearing this, Henry Han did not show any special expression on his face, nodded and said, “You continue to guard here, and you will leave at the shift time. No one except me is allowed to come in.”
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