The wheelchair moved smoothly over the hospital's tile floor.
Finally arriving at the hospital, Lv Jiaojiao started to panic without warning.
Her hands waved unconsciously.
Mu Yao, who had followed along, saw Lv Jiaojiao's inexplicable behavior, and mumbled to herself in confusion, "Could it be her brain has a problem too? It seems that after leaving the ophthalmology department, we'll need a brain CT scan."
Chen Mu: "..."
For a moment.
He wasn't sure whether to commend Dr. Mu's dedication, thinking about the condition at such a time, or to lament her poor choice of words.
Chen Mu let the white coat, which he had been holding and had not worn since arriving at the hospital, hang down a bit.
Just as it hung near Lv Jiaojiao's hand.
Lv Jiaojiao raised her hand and grabbed the hem of the white coat, whispering, "Dr. Chen, I'm scared..."
Hearing the patient's mosquito-like plea for help.
