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...,As for those men, some standing and others squatting, they all had furrowed brows and remained silent!,Resisting the pain in her heart, Li Youwei gently patted Zhou Yang's back, helping him catch his breath, while tremblingly saying, "Don't cry... I... I agree to a divorce with you..."。