The atmosphere was very lively, with leaders mingling with the grassroots, patients with everyone, all enjoying each other's company.
"This is my second typhoon day here." The patient soon to be discharged was overwhelmed with emotion, "After I'm discharged, I will definitely come back to visit everyone!"
"Give me a break, Zhao Wenjie said the same thing, so did Liu Xiaoting, and yet no one's shown up."
"Out of sight, out of mind."
The soon-to-be discharged patient wasn't so sure about coming back anymore.
"Then let's meet outside! I'm downing this!" He drank the soup in his bowl in one gulp.
And at the leaders' table—
"Where's Mrs. Xiang?" Su Qing asked.
"She's busy right now, I'll take the food to her later," Zhuang Jing said.
"Director Zhuang, when are you going out on a business trip again?" Gege, who was also sitting at the table, chimed in, "I want to go out and play again."
