Li Huowang, dressed in a blue and white hospital gown, sat on a bench in the courtyard, silently watching the barbed wire in the distance, waiting for something. He was waiting for Touzi to contact the Yin-Yang Doumu.
At this moment, someone next to him gently bumped into him, slipping a small note into his hand.
Li Huowang reached out to unfold the crumpled paper. When he saw the contents, the corner of his mouth lifted slightly. "Finally, it's here?"
Just then, Li Huowang saw his black motorcycle flash by on the overpass in the distance.
"What are you looking at? Why can't I see it?" An elderly bald patient leaned over and asked Li Huowang curiously.
Li Huowang let out a cold laugh, "Humph! You're not the Fate Commander; of course, you can't see it."
"Bed 13! Come over here! Doctor Yi wants to see you!"
Hearing his name called, Li Huowang stood up and walked toward the sand table room. Yi Donglai was already standing there, waiting for him.
