Outside the ICU.
Gan Yuan stood outside the glass, one hand raised against it, watching the man inside the ward. Memories of their childhood together flashed through her mind.
Recalling their last meeting, when that man gave her a meaningful smile, her eyes grew moist once again.
Her left hand felt a gentle warmth, as a small finger hooked gently around hers.
Gan Yuan turned her face and saw the little one beside her, freshly dressed, using his uninjured right index finger to gently hook her finger.
The little one's hand was wrapped in gauze, with only that finger free to move. Meeting her gaze, the little one raised his face.
"Mommy."
Gan Yuan crouched down, "Tell Mommy, how did you escape?"
The little one led her to a chair on the side and began narrating the events.
