Mu Ning drove the wheelchair slowly into Lin Yin's ward.
Lin Yin's ward was worlds apart from hers.
Her ward was cold and empty. It was still the same as before. If it weren't for the person lying on the bed, she wouldn't have been able to tell that there was a patient inside.
No one had ever sat on the chair beside her bed.
However, it was different with Lin Yin. There were several bouquets of flowers, and baskets of fruits were piled in the corner. There were cut fruits beside the bed, and there was even a selfie of that narcissist Mu Ran.
On the table beside her, there were all kinds of snacks and toys to relieve her boredom. Mu Ning did not have to think to know that this must have been obtained by her unruly third brother.
Lin Yin saw that Mu Ning had been sized up the moment she entered and did not interrupt. When Mu Ning was done looking and her gaze landed on her, Lin Yin asked, "Is the injury on your leg better?"
