He twitched involuntarily as he spoke.
"Who!!"
"What are you doing!!"
"Huh? Suddenly it doesn't hurt..."
"What's going on, who did this?"
"DNF?"
"DNF, say something."
"What's wrong, throwing a tantrum?"
"Wasn't it you who told him to shut up?"
"Alright, alright, go chase after old man Li Qingming. This old thing is getting faster and faster, he's slipped through several rooms while we weren't paying attention!"
The twitching of the head ceased, and in the next instant, the caregiver had dashed to outside several wards.
At this moment, old man Li Qingming was clinging to the side of the bed, leaning toward an old lady with medium-length hair who seemed to still possess some charm but could only smile blankly.
"Tang Tang... hey! Are you Tang Tang?"
"You—say—what—" Tang Tang slowly perked up her ears, "Louder—"
"Tang! Tang! Cough..."
"Yes, yes yes." Tang Tang smiled and nodded her head, not letting down Li Qingming's old lungs.
