In the heavily guarded VIP ward, a solemn silence hung in the air. An elderly man, his eighties or perhaps even nineties, lay on the bed, connected to a plethora of tubes and monitors. He spoke in a feeble voice, recounting something...,"Damn it, if he dares to leave you, I'll chop him up!",He was an intellectual from the city. Not only was he good-looking, but he was also cultured, knowledgeable, and well-spoken.。