Thump-thump clatter clatter—thump-thump clatter clatter—
In the soothing morning music, Room 501 at Nan Yu Hospital welcomed a new day's morning.
The six patients inside were, as always, in good spirits and enjoying each other's company.
The Elder Zhao in bed number one by the door was the first to get up, walking cheerfully towards the young man lying in the bed opposite him.
"Zirui, you look so spirited, you must be getting better, right?"
"It's still early, I've got 4 more days until I can be discharged." Hu Zirui lay in bed and shook his cast-bound right foot, "What about you, Master Zhao, how are you feeling?"
"Still in pain, it hurts every once in a while." Zhao Xin pressed his chest and said with a bitter smile, "Sigh, smoking too much, my cardiovascular system is giving me trouble so early. I really should have listened to advice."
After speaking, he turned to look at the bed next to Hu Zirui, "How about Liqi, any news about the kidney source?"
