Mu Wansheng was eager and anxious while waiting for the elevator. The doors finally opened after a while.
Snowman entered, after which she followed suit.
"Which floor are you going to? I'll help you press the button," said a middle-aged woman.
"Seventh please, thank you."
Just as the doors were about to close, the woman said, "Wait a minute."
Ever since Mu Wansheng had lost her vision, her sense of hearing became heightened. She could tell that two people had entered the elevator just by hearing their footsteps.
The doors of the elevator closed slowly.
"Auntie is not going to blame us for being late right? We should have been here yesterday," said the woman.
"It's alright, better late than never," said a male voice that was too familiar for Mu Wansheng to not recognize. She instantly knew who it was.
She froze in shock. She had never expected to run into him at the hospital or be in such close contact with him ever again.
