Zhang Huasheng, a middle-aged man, was standing at the entrance of the hospital, his gaze firm and resolute.
He was wearing a black trench coat, his tall and straight figure blending in with the surrounding night.
In his hand, he tightly grasped a set of car keys, his fingertips gently caressing the metallic luster.
They were the keys to his luxury car, a black Lamborghini parked in the deepest part of the hospital's parking lot.
That luxury car, like a black diamond in the night sky, stood solitary and mysterious.
The lines of the car body were smooth, full of a sense of power, as if it were a fierce beast ready to pounce.
The headlights flickered dimly in the dark, like the eyes of a cheetah, keeping watch over its surroundings.
Zhang Huasheng took strides toward his luxury car. Each step was steady and strong, as if he was silently laying the groundwork for the actions to come.
