C215 Cheng Wanqing

It was very quiet in the ward, so quiet that even a needle could be heard on the floor. It was very disturbing.

The sky outside the window was already starting to turn white, and dawn soon arrived. However, this wasn't a good day. The surrounding wind blew violently, and the sky was becoming brighter and brighter, as if a storm was brewing.

It has been two hours since I sat by the sickbed