"Time is running out!" He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.
He took a deep breath and stared at the dark sea. He let out a sigh, which was scattered and lost amidst the sound of the waves.
Dawn arrived, and a new day had begun.
…
In the mountain village, there were fewer patients than in the past two days. No one came at noon, so Wang Yao was able to go home for lunch.
"This is good," Zhang Xiuying said as she served rice. "If there are too many people, you won't even be able to eat. How can that work?"
"Skipping a few meals doesn't matter," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"That's not good either." She was still a mother who loved her son.
While they were eating, Wang Yao's phone rang. It was Su Xiaoxue.
"Hello, Xiaoxue," he said.
"Brother-in-law, it's me." The voice of Su Zhixing came from the other end of the phone.
"What's up?" Wang Yao asked.
"Where are you? Back home?" Su Zhixing asked.
