C77 Metachronism

The next day, the weather was much better than the last few days. Ming Jianzhong went to take a walk in the garden with the patient he knew, while Jing Xing was packing up his things in the ward. She didn't think that it was until she started to clean up the room that she realized it was really out of her imagination.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Knock knock knock. The work in Jing Xing's hands continued