Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps approached from outside the door, growing louder as they neared the entrance to the ward.
Chen Jing instantly awoke. She looked around but could not see Chen Wu, and the other beds in the ward were empty. The patients who had been lying there were all gone. Chen Jing felt a wave of panic.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
The footsteps stopped right at the door, and silence enveloped the room. Chen Jing anxiously fixed her gaze on the door. She didn't know why Chen Wu was gone, nor why the other patients had disappeared, and she didn't understand why everything had become so quiet. At that moment, all her attention was concentrated on that white door.
The sudden footsteps seemed to have halted right outside. Chen Jing could feel that someone must be standing at the door, yet she didn't understand why there was no further sound. The quiet was so complete that she could only hear her own breathing.
