A silent rain washed over the entire city, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning refracted on the wet ground, casting golden glimmers everywhere. The air was filled with the fresh scent after the rain, yet it couldn't cover the damp cold.
The hospital never changes in response to external changes, possessing its unique aura. The scent of disinfectant seems to have become the perfume here, emitting its distinctive fragrance. Xiao Lin liked this scent very much; he always found a sense of calm in it.
He opened the door, and Xia Yusheng stood up. Xiao Lin walked quietly; the person on the hospital bed was pale, and the steady sound of her breathing indicated she was deeply asleep.
