Gong Ting strode away, and Old Master Gong glanced back at the intensive care unit, a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes, but he ultimately said nothing and followed Gong Ting.
At the back gate of the military hospital, a black, understated Mercedes sedan was parked. The father and son duo walked out one after the other, the driver immediately opened the rear car door, waited for them to get in, then promptly closed it, and sat in the car, starting the vehicle and driving off.
A black Volkswagen quietly followed behind.
Back at the Gong residence, Gong Ting went straight upstairs, not sparing Old Master Gong a glance, which left the Old Master grinding his teeth in frustration.
Gong Ting took a shower, standing at the sink mirror, which was blurred by the bathroom's light steam. He reached out to wipe away the fog, and a weary, handsome face emerged in the mirror.
He touched the stubble on his chin, and suddenly a scene flashed in his mind.
