C72 What Are You Worried about

The faint smell of disinfectant lingered in the ward, with only one light bulb hanging in the middle, the dim yellow light shining softly, the silence of the midnight seeping into the chill of people's hearts.

Tang Mingyu came out of the toilet. He was wearing clothes that he had bought at the Little Merchandize Shop. The style was old and rough. He was tall and had long legs