Zhou Wan's hospital room was packed with people. Some fellow patients had come, along with several doctors.
Doctor Chen, her attending physician, held the examination report that had just come back.
His hands would not stop shaking. He read the report three times before taking off his glasses, breathing on the lenses, and wiping them with the hem of his shirt. Then he put them back on and said in astonishment,
"A miracle. This really is a miracle."
He could barely maintain his usual calm, steady tone. This had truly defied everything he knew.
The nurses beside the bed exchanged wide-eyed looks. None of them dared speak first.
They all remembered what Zhou Wan had looked like when she was wheeled in yesterday. Back then, she had not even had the strength to lift her hand. The shadows on her CT scan had hung like a dark cloud over everyone's hearts. She had clearly looked as though she had little time left, but now...
"Doctor Chen, please don't scare me."
Zhou Wan sat on the bed, clutching the sheet in both hands, her voice tentative and cautious.
"Has it... has it gotten worse? Is this one last rally before I die?"
Doctor Chen shook his head and held the report out to her.
"Look for yourself. It's wonderful news."
Zhou Wan took the sheets of paper, her gaze wandering over the densely packed medical terminology. She could not understand much of it, but the final conclusion was written plainly enough for her to recognize.
No significant abnormalities detected.
"What does that mean?"
She looked up, utterly bewildered.
Doctor Chen drew a deep breath and said, enunciating every word,
"It means you've made a complete recovery. All the lesions have disappeared, your blood test results are back to normal, and your