From time to time, her hands and feet seemed to tremble.
Since she recovered from her injury, she had been to this hospital more than once, but each time she detoured around the second floor.
Afraid?
She thought she shouldn't be scared. What's there to be afraid of? It had been a long time, and she wasn't someone who was timid or fearful.
But why did she shiver standing here?
Wiping her forehead, Wu Lixuan picked up her phone, hesitating whether to call her childhood friend.
"Huang Zhilei, are you going to the ICU?" Someone passing by greeted someone else and called out.
Huang Zhilei, who had just walked out of the elevator, was about to head to the opposite ICU when he suddenly noticed the motionless figure standing in front of the cardiovascular department.
Soon, Wu Lixuan heard footsteps behind her, and next was her childhood friend, Senior Brother Huang, adjusting his glasses and peering at her.
"What are you doing?" Wu Lixuan stepped back.
"Scared?"
"I'm not scared."
