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...,In the ward, everyone bowed their heads in solemn silence, their hearts heavy with grief.,Whether it was the other female educated youths from the 知青 point, or girls and young wives from surrounding villages, they all adored him.。