Weilan was startled and subconsciously wanted to avoid.
The other people inside asked, "Are you getting off? If not, we're leaving."
Weilan stiffened, then had no choice but to step into the elevator.
It was very crowded, especially in the hospital, in the morning. The crowd was particularly thick.
Once Weilan entered, she was pushed so much she became unsteady, and with another shove, she tilted towards Lu Hechen and happened to bump into his shoulder, his familiar scent rushing into her nostrils.
Lu Hechen next to her didn't move an inch.
Weilan glanced at him; he was still expressionless, staring at the elevator wall.
Weilan pursed her lips, trying hard to stand firm.
After descending one floor, more people entered, and she was squeezed to the point where she couldn't stand properly and was pushed further inside.
The smell of sweat, perfume, and all sorts of body odors invaded her nose; it was somewhat stifling and suffocating.
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