Tang Tang opened the door, closed it, and left.
The weather was nice today, and there were quite a few people taking a walk in the hospital garden.
Tang Tang looked at them, just like she used to look at those patients in the hospital.
The difference was that she wasn't a doctor and was wearing a patient's gown.
The sun faintly shone on the ground, and she sat on a bench, knowing Zong Zheng wasn't there.
If he was, she could feel his presence.
Both of them needed some time apart to think things over.
Suddenly, she felt a shadow approaching, and instinctively looked up as someone covered her mouth and nose.
Her consciousness in her mind blurred instantly, and her body slumped softly against the person.
Unconscious.
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Zong Zheng hadn't smoked for a long time.
At this moment, he really wanted a cigarette, but couldn't find a single one even after searching all his pockets.
Realizing he was still in the hospital corridor, he resisted the urge.
