"Got a flashlight?" Xie Wanying asked.
"Yes." Sister Lingling opened a drawer at the nurse's station, found a flashlight, and handed it to her.
Xie Wanying walked to the end of the hospital ward corridor and shone the flashlight from the window down below to take a look.
The beam of the flashlight shone down.
Sister Lingling stood on her tiptoes next to her, straining her neck to see.
Shining down from this angle, the light could illuminate the passage that connected the inpatient building to the outpatient building.
There indeed was a figure walking there, dressed in what seemed like patient's attire, with long hair—clearly a woman. It was very likely Li Yaxi since no other women would be passing through here in the middle of the night. If there were any, they would be hospital staff, wearing the hospital's uniform.