...
Qiuqiu left the community and hailed a taxi by the roadside, heading straight to Rongcheng Second People's Hospital.
Inpatient building, sixth floor.
The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant alcohol.
The corridor was very quiet, with only occasional voices from the nurse's station and the "beep beep" of medical devices.
She arrived at the door of ward 603 and looked through the glass window on the door.
In an instant, she saw the weak figure lying in bed, eyes closed, receiving an IV drip.
Just at that moment.
A familiar voice came to her ear: "Oh, Qiuqiu! You finally made it!"
Qiuqiu turned her head and saw Aunt Wang Aijuan coming over from the hot water area, holding a cup.
"Aunt Wang, thank you for your hard work. My... mom, how is she?"
