Professional

In the waiting hall outside the operating theater was a money plant, its vines entwined with that of a spider plant. The aloe vera and asparagus fern barely touched each other, almost shyly.

The twenty-five-year-old and twenty-six-year-old resident doctors moved around the young nurses.

The family members of the patients were anxious, but they forced themselves to remain calm.

Madam Xu looked at the door with unfocused eyes. She looked as if she were asleep, but at the slightest activity, she would sit up immediately.

Mister Dong held a cigarette in his hand, but he did not dare to smoke. He put it near his nose and took a whiff of it. He had his phone in his other hand. He seemed to be looking at it, but at the same time, he appeared to be unfocused.

*Click*

When the door opened, a doctor came out and took off his mask. Just like in movies, he said something to the anxious family members.