"Who?"
As Song Ning headed outside, she asked, "Who's dying?"
"An elderly comrade rescued from beneath Jin City! They've been trying to save him for days, but he won't make it through tonight! Before he dies... he seems to want to see you!"
Though puzzled, Song Ning knew it was urgent. She simply quickened her pace without asking anything more.
The Inpatient Department at the Military District Hospital had been newly built in recent years.
It had a full seven floors.
It was one of the few hospitals equipped with an elevator.
Because of the unusual nature of the case, all the comrades rescued from the Underground Base were staying on the top two floors.
Fully armed guards protected them.
When Song Ning reached the elderly man's ward, she was surprised to see Lei Ming.
Lei Ming stood to one side, his expression grave.
At the sight of Song Ning, Lei Ming quickly approached. After giving her a swift once-over, he asked quietly, "Have you been all right these past few days?"
Song Ning nodded and said softly, "I've been fine! Nothing's wrong!"
Only then did Lei Ming pat her shoulder.
"Good! Go see him first! He's at death's door, and he's been asking for you!"
Though still confused, Song Ning immediately walked toward the bed.
Several doctors and nurses in white coats stood beside it.
An extremely frail elderly man lay in the bed.
His eyes were deeply sunken, his cheekbones jutting out.
Only his chest still rose and fell faintly.
One glance was enough for her to know that he was indeed on the verge of death.
She crouched beside the bed, looked at that utterly unfamiliar face, and said softly, "Hello, comrade. Did you want to see me?"
At the sound of Song Ning's voice, the elderly