The corridors were dimly lit, their silence broken only by the measured sound of his footsteps.
Every echo made her chest tighten. When he finally stopped before a wide set of double doors, he pushed them open and stepped inside, glancing back at her once in silent command.
Yueyao froze on the threshold eyes wandering around... Scared and nervous.
This wasn't an ordinary room, it was a medical chamber, sleek and meticulously organized.
Stainless steel cabinets lined the walls, their glass doors revealing rows of labeled medicines, sealed vials, and sterilized supplies.
At the center stood a wide examination bed covered in fresh white sheets, flanked by rolling trays neatly arranged with gleaming surgical instruments.
Overhead, bright LED lights cast a clinical glow, while the sharp, sterile scent of disinfectant and antiseptic lingered in the air, clean enough to sting her nose.
