In the dead of night, silence reigned in the intensive care unit of Haining First People’s Hospital. Only the faint glow from the monitors in the corners outlined the gaunt, withered silhouette of Ouyang De on the hospital bed.
Ouyang Ming pushed the door open quietly. Dressed in black, he blended into the shadows; his face was obscured by the darkness, save for his eyes, which glinted like cold, poisoned blades. He approached the bed step by step, each movement agonizingly slow, the soft click of his leather shoes against the floor amplified infinitely in the hollow silence.
"Ouyang De," Ouyang Ming finally spoke, his voice low and raspy. "Why won't you just die?"
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