The road that would lead him to his destination was quite narrow, and no cars could pass through it. That was why Zhang Hei was forced to park his rental car a few hundred meters away from his destination before he had to use his legs to continue walking.
He stood still in front of the door for a moment before raising his hand to knock on the wooden surface. He thought someone would open the door for him, but instead, he heard a voice from inside the house.
"Come in, Little Yang! My body feels very weak today, and I can't get out of bed at all!"
The person said that they were weak, and even their voice sounded too soft to Zhang Hei's ears. Of course, he was not "Little Yang," but he still used his hand to open the door in front of him. The room behind the door looked like a living room, but there was a bed on the left side of the room, and an old woman was lying on it.
