"How much longer?"
Jiang Nian glanced at the IV drip and joked, "If it's not serious, should we take it out early?"
Someone blushed, "You!!!"
"Ah, stop talking nonsense." Zhizhi covered her mouth, giggling, "Once it's done, let's go eat."
"Okay." Jiang Nian sat down.
The hospital was noisy, but the infusion room was relatively quiet. A faint smell of disinfectant lingered in the air.
Outside the corridor, nurses hurried by.
"It's strange."
"Are there too many people catching a cold lately?" Yao Beibei looked around and lowered her voice.
"There's a flu in other cities." Jiang Nian said, "After all, this is Beijing, taking preventive measures early is normal."
"Yes, my roommates are all spraying alcohol." Zhizhi said.
"Roommates??"
Jiang Nian was stunned, then glanced at his desk mate, "I almost forgot, you have a bed in your dorm."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi rolled her eyes at him.
"Hmph!"
After dinner.
