Yue Pengcheng jolted awake and turned to look at the door.""You ... You ..."
At this time, it was not the dead of the night yet. It was only past nineo' clock. People passed by the ward from time to time. It was noisy and not quiet. There were also the sounds of quarrels.
The person standing at the door was old, but she was probably only in her sixties. However, her hair was completely white, and she wore a set of exquisite pearl jewelry on her neck and ears. She was dressed in a grayish-blue Chanelle suit and carried a Chanelle bag in her hand. She looked like a fashionable old lady from abroad and exuded an air of nobility.
However, she was very thin. Her face was covered with a thick layer of Foundation and her lips were painted red.
