in the clean ward, a person tightly wrapped in gauze was lying quietly. if it were not for his chest slowly rising and falling, one would think that he was dead.
kie changed into his dust-free clothes and walked over. he slid his hand on the metal plate and the glass door slowly opened.
He walked to the hospital bed. All he could see were cold machines and lifeless tubes.
The person on the bed was breathing weakly, taking in oxygen.
However, he was awake, and only his eyes were exposed.
through the mirror, he opened his eyes a little and looked at his friend. his lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.
kie made a shushing gesture, bent down, and whispered a few words into the man's ear.
The man's eyes were slightly opened, and the light in his eyes seemed to be magnified.
Although most of his face was covered, one could tell that he was smiling from his eyes.
