Chapter 557 Stabilizing

It was a simple and crude room with a terrazzo floor. There were no luxurious decorations on those white and clean walls.

A vermilion wardrobe made of solid wood had lost half of its paint. Beyond that, the room looked simplest to the extreme with one old-fashioned writing table, a TV cabinet made of rosewood, and a large bamboo bed.

There were no modern items except for an old folding fan and an 18-inch domestic color TV. This room was like an old-style dwelling in the 70s or 80s of Shenzhou Country.

A dying old man with white hair was lying quietly on the bamboo bed. His wrinkly face was covered with age spots. At this moment, his eyes were tightly closed, which deepened the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. Occasionally, his bony chest would slightly rise and fall. Otherwise, the others would mistakenly think that he had stopped breathing.

At this moment, the oxygen mask on his face and the ECG monitor beside the bambo