Futai harbor.
A beautiful harbor with countless seagulls fighting for food.
The stone buildings along the coastline were covered with moss and vines, looking ancient and ancient.
The first People’s Hospital of Futai Harbor was built on the hillside not far from the sea. The position of overlooking the harbor was a little cramped, and the height of the buildings was limited, but the scenery was first-class.
Wu Honglang first let the car drive directly to the observation platform. Then, he got out of the car to stretch his shoulders, he smiled at Ling ran and the others who got out of the car behind him and said, “Our Futai Harbor has six great sceneries. This is one of them. It’s called Wanghai Slope.”
“Slope? I can’t Tell.”Yu Yuan hopped to the front of the platform and grabbed the pillar with her hand to look down. If she did not do this, the iron chain railing in front of her might not work.