The hospital at night was a picture of tranquility.
Gao Cheng, who was guarding outside Lu Zhao's ward, also started to doze off. His head dipped low, he suddenly woke up and reached into his pocket for a cigarette, but remembering it was a hospital, he restrained himself from smoking. So he continued to sink back into silence, and again couldn't resist dozing off... After repeating this a few times, he finally couldn't help but get up and walk to the end of the corridor to open the window.
Just as Gao Cheng got up to leave, a female nurse pushed a cart to the door of the ward, took a bottle of IV fluid, checked the room number, and then pushed the door to enter.
After the nurse went in, she first glanced at the bed, where Lu Zhao was sleeping with his back turned, revealing his hair. The nurse quickly surveyed her surroundings again, swiftly hung the IV bottle on the infusion stand, then extended her hand into the quilt to grasp Lu Zhao's wrist...
