Two figures were pushing a metal stretcher.
They walked slowly from the other end of the corridor.
The stretcher was covered with a pale white sheet, outlining the body beneath.
The people pushing the trolley wore dark gray work clothes, with a hint of numb fatigue on their faces.
The slightly chubby one on the left couldn't help but complain in a low voice:
"Damn, the 'Qi Blood' supply has been getting tighter recently, the delivery frequency has decreased, and the quantity has reduced. The ancestral side is almost running out... When will this end? If this continues, we'll all end up deadlocked."
The tall, skinny one on the right nodded upon hearing this, his voice equally low and with a touch of helplessness: "Tell me about it. And... the quality is getting worse. Look at today's, the Qi Blood is so thin it probably won't last a few days. Sigh, this job is getting harder and harder."
