The smell of disinfectant was somewhat pungent. After spending a long time in the ward, it seemed like one's body would be tainted with a certain scent.
Carrying his bag, Gao Ming walked alone through the hospital corridor. The ward where he had once stayed was now occupied by a new patient, also in a coma, and also prohibited from family visits.
"Stop! This is a private hospital. To avoid stimulating the patients, family visits are prohibited during treatment!" A nurse who had just finished inspecting the ward saw Gao Ming's back and shouted sternly while jogging over to stop him.
"I'm not family, I am the patient." Gao Ming turned around. The nurse looked somewhat familiar; she had taken care of him before and seemed to be called Lingling.
