"Hurry, push me over!" Wolf not only waved, but also instructed the nurse behind him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wolfe, your physical condition is not good. For the sake of your health, please calm down for a while and let's meet again." Although the nurse spoke softly, her hands had already started to move.

Just push Wolfe and turn around and walk away.

Steinbeck was also stunned at this time.

He didn't expect this to happen.

Wolfe struggled even more, his expression was a bit ferocious, "I'm fine! Push me over, did you hear me, you..."

The sound suddenly stopped because the wheelchair detected his heartbeat fluctuations and automatically pushed a sedative.

The nurse behind her still had that standard smile on her face, but she seemed to sigh faintly and said, "Please don't make it difficult for me. We also have our own rules, and they are all for your health."

He spoke softly, but had already pushed Wolfe away.

On the other side, a staff member was walking towards Steinbeck.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wolfe is not feeling well. Please wait a moment. Also, please don't make Mr. Wolfe too excited, otherwise the meeting will be terminated at any time." Although the staff's tone was polite, it was obviously formulaic.

Steinbeck could only nod.

But I couldn't help but ask, "Is it always like this here? I mean, ignoring Mr. Wolfe's will like you did just now."

This was different from the sanatorium he had imagined.

You know, this has always been the retirement place that many people dream of.

It has the same environment as in the past, with meticulous care.

Only those who hold high positions are qualified to spend their old age here.

But just now, when he saw Woolf's appearance, he, who was also an old man, felt a chill.

"Please believe us." The staff member's expression remained unchanged. "We are doing this for Mr. Wolfe's sake. His body is already very fragile. Even if he doesn't take care of himself, it is our responsibility to take care of him."

Although he didn't directly say that Wolfe's will was ignored, the meaning of his words was already very clear.

In their hearts.

Woolf's will was no match for his body.

Stanbeck seemed to understand why the old leader was so excited when he received his call.

But there was nothing he could do.

In the end, Steinbeck didn't have to wait long before he met Woolf.

Woolf was no longer sitting in a wheelchair, but lying on a hospital bed. Outside the window, the artificial sunlight was quite bright.

And Woolf's demeanor became much calmer.

It was obvious that he was under the influence of some drug.

"I'm sorry to have let you see my gaffe," Woolf said. Then his eyes suddenly fell on Dale behind Steinbeck, seeming a little surprised.

"This is my daughter, Dale," Steinbeck introduced, noticing his gaze.

"Daughter?" Woolf suddenly realized and looked at Steinbeck with obvious envy. "So that's it, you have a daughter. But isn't this too cruel to her?"

"." Steinbeck showed a shameful expression, but had nothing to say.

"I don't think so, sir." Dale suddenly plucked up the courage to say, "I am very lucky to be able to come into this world."

Obviously, this is different from their perception.

You know, many young people will have some resentment as they grow older.

It was their fathers and grandfathers who destroyed this world.

However, Woolf said nothing more in the end.

In his opinion, this might be because Dale is still young. When she grows up, she will not think like this.

But I still envy you.

"It seems that your later life will be much better than mine." Wolfe's emotions seemed calm under the effect of the tranquilizer, but there was obvious confusion in his eyes. "I also regret not having a child in the first place."

"." Steinbeck also had no way to answer.

He originally thought that with the status and position of this old leader, he would definitely be able to live a good life.

But what happened just now made him doubt it.

"You've seen it too." Wolfe seemed to know what Steinbeck was thinking. He sighed and said, "This sanatorium is of the highest level in the world. All the services and facilities are top-notch, but I'm not happy here at all. I feel very lonely and empty. Here, I can't even have any emotions."

As he said these words, Woolf's expression remained calm.

But it's obvious.

This is not the attitude he should have at all.

The people here don't care, nor can they care about his inner feelings. They only care about their work income, and the medicine can handle everything.

"Indeed." Steinbeck also sighed, and there was even a hint of relief in his eyes when he looked at Woolf. "I am very fortunate to have Dale's company. Although this is not fair to her, when people get old, they always hope to have their loved ones around them."

"So, are you here to show off to me?" Wolfe's smile turned bitter.

Although he couldn't feel jealousy, sadness or other emotions now, it made him feel even more bitter.

This world is really disgusting.

"Of course not!" Steinbeck finally remembered the purpose of his coming here. He took a deep breath and said with an excited and serious expression, "I'm done!"

"What?" Wolfe was stunned.

"I have completed the original project, the spacecraft's power system! With it, we can escape from this dying planet! We can build new cities for mankind in outer space! We can regain our own future!" Steinbeck's tone became even more excited.

He took out a stack of drawings from the bag he brought with him. This was the result of his and Dale's hard work over the past few days.

Although this blueprint was not developed by him.

However, Reed and Gu Yan's intention was to hide the existence of the Human Rights Protection Association first, and let Stanbeck take this stack of drawings to test the reaction of the global regime.

Therefore, although he felt a little ashamed, Steinbeck could only temporarily take credit for this achievement.

"Are you done?" Wolfe was obviously surprised. Even the sedative could not completely suppress his mood at the moment.

Some of it is even unimaginable.

"How is that possible? You're all alone?"

(End of this chapter)