Qiu Ran began chanting something before Huo Yunting withdrew himself from the ward.
The team of doctors were waiting nervously at the door, as they swarmed upon him as he exited the ward. But the president was not in a mood to entertain the incapable specialists as he left the place without a word, hitting the sunset.
The marmalade colored world was looking brilliant in the evening light as the remaining heat of the sun livened up the world. It was a peaceful sight except for that one wrecked man strolling into the horizon.
