Inside Room 510, Chen Xuejian was alone for a very long time.
Curled up in the bedding, she nibbled on the chocolate cake, bit by bit.
She didn't know what to think, what she could do, or even what she was looking forward to.
It was when she ate the last mouthful.
The door opened, and as promised, Li Qingming returned.
Chen Xuejian hurriedly wiped her mouth and sat up straight.
Only then did she notice that the other two patients and the head nurse had also entered the room.
Zhao Xin put on her small round shield, gripping the scalpel firmly, her face solemn as she leaned forward and stood by the door.
Yin Li flipped out of bed in one swift move, landing behind Li Qingming's bed, setting up her mechanical crossbow between the bed rails, aiming at the doorway.
While Zou Jie looked confused, he still adeptly donned the football protective gear from the bedside, trembling as he positioned himself right in front of the door.
