In the heavily guarded VIP ward, a solemn silence hung in the air. An elderly man, his eighties or perhaps even nineties, lay on the bed, connected to a plethora of tubes and monitors. He spoke in a feeble voice, recounting something...,"Does he dare Does Zhou forget who he's been relying on to feed him all these years",If letting go of her own happiness could bring him a lifetime of joy, she would willingly fold her wings and give him the freedom to fly!。