After lunch, a typhoon struck again, and the rain, like soldiers hearing the beat of war drums, intensified its assault.
Gu Ran did not take a nap but went straight to the Convalescent Building.
The patients were napping, so Gu Ran stayed at the nurse's station, idly playing with a Rubik's cube in a swivel chair.
The nurses had changed shifts, and the familiar ones like Wang Yi and Wang Jiajia had all gone to sleep. The nurses present at the station, who usually spoke politely to Gu Ran, were not making casual conversation.
As Gu Ran twisted the Rubik's cube, he pondered over Old Mister Tang Ming's situation.
After calculating Tang Ming's age, he realized that psychological disorders had tormented him for most of his life.
A person only has one life, and most of Tang Ming's had been lost to his affliction. Gu Ran felt sympathy and even heartache for him.
