The sky was barely lit, and the rain had slightly subsided, yet the sky remained a leaden gray.
The sound of rain hitting the bus window was like countless tiny needles, continuously piercing Li Lingling's nerves.
Having worked for so long, Li Lingling was no longer a novice. However, this disaster relief task was one she was participating in for the first time, leaving her almost completely unaware of the scenes and situations she was about to face.
Li Lingling pressed her left hand against her chest, where her heart was pounding rapidly.
It felt as if another hand was gripping her heart through her chest.
That tense, slightly suffocating feeling reminded her of her first experience as a nurse rotating in the emergency room long ago.
Or perhaps—even earlier experiences.
[Safe Island, Safe Island...]
