Xu Xinrong took out another spare blanket from the small cabinet beside her and walked out of the ward.
Looking at the exhausted man who was mumbling something in his dreams, she sighed softly and covered Jiang Bei with the blanket
…
The weather in Donghai in June was unpredictable.
It was very hot during the day, but at night, the temperature was very low, especially in a place like the hospital. If one slept in the corridor, they would be woken up by the cold.
Last night, Jiang Bei felt very cold, but in the end, it felt like spring had arrived in his dream, making him feel much more comfortable.
He was woken up by the sound of nurses walking and the sound of the trolley. When he woke up, he opened his eyes to look at his surroundings and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
He was lying on a bench. If the person accompanying the patient had no place to sleep, a bench like this was also a good choice.
