As soon as filming wrapped, AiLin didn't waste a second. She hurried to the hospital, a place she had always dreaded. Hospitals, to her, were synonymous with fear— fear of pain, of endings, of lives extinguished. But today, for the first time, she arrived not just willingly but early, showing up thirty minutes ahead of her appointment.
She felt uncharacteristically motivated, driven by her promise to Li ZiChen to meet him as soon as her visit was over. She'd never wanted to see someone so badly in her life. Somehow, everything about today felt charmed. Her filming had gone smoothly despite a strange conversation with Xiao MuChen, and InRan, perhaps cowed by the fallout of her bullying being discovered, had been unusually quiet.
"I asked at reception!" YanLan's voice pulled her from her thoughts as he skipped over to her, grinning as he stared at his phone. "We'll have to wait a bit. Another patient is still in counseling."
