C1681 I Have to Hold on Tight(2)

A man lives, always alone and scared.

Occasionally, when he woke up, he would see the hurried footsteps of the corridor. The doctors and nurses pushed the hospital beds as they passed by, and then they heard sorrowful cries. There was also the solemn faces of the doctors, along with the unique smell of disinfectant in the hospital. It was true that it would always cause her nightmares