Bab 659: Believe

It was a hot day.

The sun was shining brightly.

The wind was gentle. 

The waiting room cut a tranquil sight.

The devil's ivy danced along to the breeze of the air conditioners.

The potted devil's ivy had thick and strong stems. Their stems and branches were already swirling around the pipelines on the roof. They looked like they were trying to break out of prison. They only swayed reluctantly whenever someone increased the power of the air conditioner fans, as though they were being forced to do so by the warden.

Compared to the devil's ivy, the poison ivy in Beijing Sixth University Hospital were more meticulously planted and taken care of. There was a pot of poison ivy on each side on the balcony, and they looked simple and beautiful. They were almost hidden in plain sight too, just like ballet dancers to whom no one would pay any attention to if they were not into ballet.