The situation at the hospital is not looking optimistic, the injured person is hanging on by a thread, and the doctor said the injured person doesn't have a strong will to survive...
Amelia Clarke took a cab to the hospital.
Outside the CriticalCareUnit, she saw the so-called family of the injured person.
"Who are you looking for?" A woman in her thirties, munching on sunflower seeds, looked up and down at Amelia Clarke.
After the autumn rain, the entire North China Region had cooled down. Amelia Clarke was wearing a loose, thin gray sweater, with a large collar, tightened at the waist and wrists, a very fashionable style, and a pair of tight dark blue jeans below. Her legs were straight and long, front and back well-shaped, a figure that could easily incite envy among women.
