At the southern outskirts of City A, there lay a serene private resort, Twilight Smoke Villa, surrounded by fiery-red maple forests, with fresh air and a pleasant scenery.
However, for the past few days, different medical experts had been seen hurrying in and out of the villa grounds.
Within the courtyard, inside a retro and luxurious bedroom.
An elderly man resembling a butler with his hands folded over his abdomen, stood respectfully bowed in the center of the room.
The man seated at the desk was shrouded in shadows, his countenance obscured, yet one could feel his agitated mood from the rhythm of his fingertips tapping on the desk.
"How is she?" the man at the desk asked.
The old butler sighed softly, "The young lady remains the same, untouchable by anyone. Those doctors were sent flying before they could even get close to her."