The nurse quickly grabbed the girl, rather helplessly explaining to her, "Li Bing, this is a new patient who just happens to be assigned to this bed. She's not your sister Huang Qian."
Huang Qian?
The overly familiar name made Yan Xiaye's heartbeat accelerate, her eyes suddenly brightening and then gradually dimming.
Although Younger Uncle had once told her that the last time Huang Qian was seen was in a certain mental hospital, there were countless people named Huang Qian in the world, so she really shouldn't get her hopes up too soon.
"No, the one who sleeps in this bed is Sister Huang Qian." Li Bing stubbornly shook her head, reaching out to hook Yan Xiaye's blanket, her big eyes flickering as she looked at her: "Sister, why won't you talk to me?"
Seeing this, the nurse, too lazy to argue further with the delirious patient, patronizingly patted Li Bing on the shoulder: "You can talk to her, but you absolutely must not take off her restraint jacket, understand?"
