Bai Town, the Second People's Hospital.
In the dim-lit corridor, a small figure was sitting on a cold chair with her head lowered. The ponytail that was once neatly put up was now disheveled, with the pony bow slanting to one side.
One wall away was the door to the emergency room, where two people stood waiting anxiously.
Quite some time had passed when the door was finally pushed open and a doctor walked out. The two people went up to the doctor in a hurry. "Doctor, how did it go?"
"It was an acute myocardial infarction and he was not brought in in time. We have tried out best."
"What?"
Both were upset by the news, but neither was particularly sad.
"Are you family members of the patient? There is a paper we need you to sign," said the doctor.
"No, we're only his neighbors. The old man was living with his granddaughter and we were from the same village. Oh, the girl's over there…"
