At the hospital entrance.
The ground was wet, speckled with a few tender green leaves from the most common shrub in the green belt—likely euonymus.
The moist air was tinged with a faint scent of disinfectant.
Two young people had just emerged.
Brother Nan carefully pocketed her wisdom tooth, hiding it from Zhou Li, whose curiosity left him speechless at her reluctance.
The two stopped at the entrance. Fine rain was drizzling outside, so Zhou Li opened an umbrella. Luckily, they had driven.
"Do you think they still have military training today?" Brother Nan's speech was somewhat unclear.
"Probably."
"I guess so. If the rain gets heavier, they might get a day off," Brother Nan said, looking up at the sky with a troubled expression. "This weather is a bit unfair to them. It should be sunny every day to give them the proper training effect."
"You can hardly speak clearly, yet you're still talking so much."
"Let's go!"
