The two of them rushed to the County Hospital as fast as they could.
When they burst into the inpatient department, the stinging scent of disinfectant mixed with the bitterness of medicine hit them head-on. The sound of coughing echoing through the hallway and the steady, rhythmic ticking of monitors made the air feel suffocating.
The moment she pushed open the door to the room, she saw, through the dim light of the half-closed curtains, Yao Jinglan lying quietly on the white hospital bed. The blue-and-white striped quilt covering her barely rose and fell.
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