Rebirth 1975: Starti

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...,After a long time, the old man finally finished his business. He lay in bed gasping for breath, his eyes dimming, as if they would extinguish at any moment!,Leaning against the door frame, Zhou Yang's gaze was fixed on the woman!。