As Xiao Yifei was diligently investigating the situation, the utterly bored Lin Xian'er also walked toward the acrylic wall. She wanted to see for herself what this patient, who was given so much attention by everyone, actually looked like.
Separated by the thick wall, Lin Xian'er couldn't make out the patient's features clearly without looking closely. But she couldn't suppress her curiosity, so she tiptoed, her earnest little face pressed against the wall, her two large bundles tightly up against the glass as she strained to get a good look inside.
However, Lin Xian'er hadn't considered the implications of her bosom pressing against the wall. The moment she saw the patient, she felt a sense of familiarity, and the more she looked, the more familiar it became.
Then,
Lin Xian'er abruptly turned her head, gazing intensely at Xiao Yifei while muttering to herself in disbelief, "It can't be such a coincidence!"
