Rebirth 1975: Starti

In the heavily guarded VIP ward, a solemn silence hung in the air. An elderly man, his eighties or perhaps even nineties, lay on the bed, connected to a plethora of tubes and monitors. He spoke in a feeble voice, recounting something...,More than ten middle-aged men in suits were constantly recording in their notebooks.,Hearing the familiar sound, Zhou Yang struggled to get up from the kang and pushed open the tightly shut wooden door, swaying unsteadily!。