The sanatorium was very quiet, hardly any extraneous noise could be heard.
Zhu Fei followed Qiu Ruoxue and the others upstairs, through several corridors, and finally came to the door of a private advanced patient room.
Along the way, Zhu Fei vaguely felt that inside this sanatorium, there seemed to be several dangerous auras.
He guessed that the owners of these dangerous auras were most likely the warriors responsible for guarding the place in secret.
At this moment, Zhu Fei and his group, under the guidance of an attending doctor, had opened the door to this private advanced patient room.
Upon entering the room, Zhu Fei immediately saw,
On a hospital bed not far from his side, an elderly man with silver hair, an old face, a thin body, and an exceptionally feeble breath lay.
A breathing machine was stuffed into the elderly man's mouth, and numerous monitoring equipment tubes were inserted into his body, conveying an atmosphere of life's twilight.
