In a spacious, luxurious private hospital room, The Old Master lay on the bed, his face withered, his expression weary, and his eyes hollow. He had always been so proud and arrogant, unable to accept that he was now paralyzed. He refused to eat, and after two days, he could only survive on nutrition injections.

"Old Master, I beg you, please eat a bit. If you don't eat or drink like this, how can your body survive?" The butler, holding a bowl of congee, tried to feed him, but he refused to ...