On that narrow bed lay a frail old woman, struggling to lift her body up and squinting hard to see who had come.
As Ye Shengming approached, the old woman finally made out his face. Instantly, her eyes widened in fear, as if she had seen a terrifying Devil. She retreated into a small corner, trembling, watching him warily, "What... what do you want?"
Ye Shengming stopped a meter away from the bed, covering his mouth and nose, looking down at the old woman with disdain and contempt in his eyes, "I heard you've been unwell lately, so I came to see you."
"Spare me your false kindness, I don't need it." The old woman pointed at the heavy iron door, yelling at Ye Shengming, "Get out, just get out..."
After yelling, she huddled herself tightly, trembling like a deranged madwoman.
