C539 Black Hand

It's late at night.

In the VIP ward, old housekeeper was lying on the hospital bed. His aged eyes were tightly shut, but his brows were tightly knitted. He was not willing to relax at all.

His body had always been tough, and he did not have any physical disease. At this moment, he was wearing a ventilator, and his chest was moving up and down steadily, barely maintaining his fragile life