People walked to and fro in the waiting area of Yun Hua Hospital's Emergency Medical Center. Some of them had their arms around their stomachs, and some clutched their arms while they moved about the area.
Jiang Ping alone occupied two spots. She was scrolling through her phone with one of her feet up. She looked up from time to time at the chaos in front of her.
She worked in a town clinic for twenty years. She was so used to the hospital's smell and was bored with the hospital's appearance. Even though Yun Hua Hospital was bigger and more advanced, for Jiang Ping, it seemed to be a dirty and chaotic place.
Jiang Ping looked down upon all living beings with contempt in her heart. 'Even if there are no traces on the surface, the area is still full of bacteria, and the places that outsiders cannot see are filled with waste that God knows where they came from.'
Jiang Ping wrinkled her nose. Even though she did not smell it, she still felt very annoyed.
Translator's Note:
[1] Small Dining Table: a commonly accepted name for lunch services provided by schools or communities for students.