C145 Interrupt

"Young Master Zhen, the car you called is already downstairs." Wei Ya, Ji Yunyang's old servant, was standing at the door of the ward. She held the doorknob with her withered hand and wanted to persuade him again. She looked at the back of Wei Ya who was sitting motionlessly on the sickbed and didn't know what to say.

Zhen Shanliang's originally long hair was cut short to expose his ears