In the emergency room, Ouyang Qimeng was leading the other doctors in a final effort to stabilize the little vitality left in the old Master Wang's body.
At that moment, Ye Chen walked in with Ouyang Xuan and Li Liang, a serious expression on his face as he approached the old Master Wang.
"Ye Chen, you've arrived."
Ouyang Qimeng's face lit up with surprise upon seeing Ye Chen.
"Hmm."
Ye Chen nodded, his gaze turning to the white-haired old Master Wang lying on the bed.
The kindly-faced, robust old man he remembered now lay quietly on the bed, his wrinkled skin like the bark of an old tree, pale and bloodless. Even from a distance, one could feel the necrotic energy emanating from him.
Ye Chen's expression suddenly turned grim, a solemn look in his eyes.
Seeing old Master Wang in person, he realized that his condition was more severe than he had anticipated.