"I won't die… I won't die…" Madam's voice was very weak. "I definitely won't die… I want to protect Old Master's property… I definitely won't let you touch it…"
"You're going to die soon." The man smiled happily. "You're old. Look at yourself. You're more rotten than a dead tree. You can't even stand up…"
Su Yanyun finally couldn't take it anymore.
She pushed open the door and saw a man in a wheelchair with his back facing her.
She blurted out. "Aren't you also not able to stand up? Madam is old, but when you reach that age, you'll be inferior to her!"
She had already walked past the man to Madam's bed. She patted her hand comfortingly and handed her the glass of water to drink.
Then she turned around. "Madam is tired and needs to rest. Please leave now. Immediately!"
The man in the wheelchair was already stunned.
He looked at Su Yanyun's face. His face was stiff, but his eyes were weak and his hands were shaking.