Thinking of that stubborn old woman...
God is too cruel; He doesn't let good people live long.
Han Meng couldn't help but sniff.
Yu Jingya, who was standing next to her, immediately turned her head to look at her.
Han Meng felt Yu Jingya's gaze and pretended to be strong, saying, "It's just too cold. The wind hurt my eyes."
Damn it, this winter is so cold and unbearable!
How can there be wind when everyone is indoors?
But no one will expose Han Meng's lie.
"Don't worry, I won't laugh at you," Yu Jingya said, biting her lip.
The voice she spoke was strangely hoarse.
Xu Yanyu didn't want to talk. She turned her head to look at the bare tree branches outside, which were covered with icicles.
As the north wind blew, the icicles swayed.
Some petals fell sparsely from the tree, while others reflected a blinding light.
Spring passed and autumn came, and the winter she hated was almost over.
Can spring be far behind?
A hint of confusion flashed across Xu Yanyu's eyes.
The weight of life weighed heavily on her heart.
At that moment, Xu Yanyu's phone vibrated.
Xu Yanyu read the contents of the text message carefully.
She said weakly to the crowd, "The hospital is quite far, it takes two or three hours to drive there. Does anyone want to ride in my RV?"
“My RV can also carry people!” Yu Jingya added.
Han Meng stamped her foot. She should buy a car too; she shouldn't have given most of her money to her family.
Except for those who had to stay behind to clean up the stalls, everyone who had the time left with the rest of the group.
It was close to noon when the group arrived at Director Yan's hospital.
A pungent smell of disinfectant wafted through the air, and the faces of passersby were deathly still and somber.
This is a cancer hospital; death is the norm here.
Facing death is also a common occurrence here.
Xu Yanyu and her group were out of place here.
They were vibrant and eye-catching, but they didn't inject much vitality into the place.
People mechanically raise their heads, then lower them again in frustration.
Han Meng held her breath and then relaxed her breathing.
Suddenly, Yu Jingya, who was next to her, reached out and patted her shoulder.
"Hmm?" Han Meng looked up in confusion.
"I feel so suffocated, I hate it here," Yu Jingya said.
Xu Yanyu replied, "No one likes this place. So we need to take good care of our health."
Her words were like a shot of adrenaline, instilling strength in everyone's hearts.
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