Li Huowang, dressed in a blue-and-white hospital gown, sat on a bench in the courtyard. He silently watched the distant barbed wire fence, waiting for something—for Touzi to contact the Yin-Yang Doumu.
At that moment, a person beside him gave him a gentle nudge, slipping a small note into his hand. Li Huowang unfolded the crumpled paper. Upon seeing its contents, a slight smile touched his lips. "Finally?"
Just then, Li Huowang spotted his black motorcycle flashing past on the overpass in the distance.
"What are you looking at? How come I can't see it?" a bald patient leaned over and asked Li Huowang curiously.
Li Huowang let out a cold snort. "Hmph! You're not a 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 therapy room, where Yi Donglai was already waiting.
