C322 Timely

When the door of the ward was pushed open, Tang Xiaoyan saw an old man with white hair in his 90s lying on the hospital bed. His face was full of wrinkles. She could vaguely see the outline of Han Zhijing. He was wearing an oxygen mask, but he was not wearing hospital gown. He was wearing a loose blue shirt and loose pants. He looked weak and kind.

His eyes were a little turbid