Yi Lin entered the room.
Mo Ren Di slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were murky, losing focus.
"It's you."
"It's me."
Yi Lin responded and comfortably sat on the "air."
Through the glass window, Molly's eyes widened.
There was clearly nothing under Yi Lin's buttocks. Was he sitting on air?
"This is... old man's answer."
Mo Ren Di suddenly uttered a strange statement.
"What do you mean?"
Yi Lin was stunned.
Was Mo Ren Di's mind becoming blurry due to his illness?
Beep beep beep—
The bedside monitoring equipment started to alarm.
Mo Ren Di's heart rate suddenly soared to over 100 beats per minute.
The frail old man on the bed gasped a few times and after a full half-minute rest, the alarm finally stopped.
"Meng Meng, from now on, it's all up to you."
"Ha."
Yi Lin shook his head and smiled, pulling a card from the Storage Space.
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