After leaving the ward, Mr. Fu Qian quickly navigated through the corridors based on the distance and direction he had noted earlier.
The location of the hollow he perceived was not far from here.
To be precise, it was on the upper level of this building.
However, as he was ascending and approaching his destination, Mr. Fu Qian found his path blocked by someone.
A burly man who appeared to be security was standing at the stairwell, and the moment he saw Mr. Fu Qian, he looked over vigilantly.
It seemed to be some sort of luxurious ward?
Mr. Fu Qian silently made his judgment—it was the second floor at the top of the hospital, so such arrangements were not unusual.
Whoever resided in such a place was undoubtedly not an ordinary person.
"Sorry, unauthorized persons are not allowed entry."
Almost the moment Mr. Fu Qian approached, the security guard spoke up, his voice cold.
"Okay."
Mr. Fu Qian casually responded, but his steps did not halt in the slightest.
