The atmosphere inside the VIP ward of Card City's major hospital was deathly silent. Smoking wasn't permitted, so the coach sat in a chair. Stubble had already sprouted on his chin, his exhaustion palpable.
Leaning against the wall, Sheng Hongying flipped through the endless stream of competition comments on her phone, a smile still on her lips as she read the malicious critiques aimed at her. The sight was inevitably unsettling to everyone present.
Du Zhaiyue stood by, filled with concern, primarily worried about Dong Shao's condition. The Song Family twins also wore grim expressions.
An hour had passed since Dong Shao was brought to the hospital, yet he still hadn't awakened.
The Sanctuary, Clarence's organization, had sent representatives to express condolences and offer an apology, but the sincerity of that apology was questionable.
