In the evening, in the inpatient department, family members carrying insulated bags came in and out, and some pushed family members in wheelchairs into the elevator. The flow of people was more than usual.
"Sorry, give me a moment."
As soon as the elevator door opened, two wheelchairs wanted to enter the elevator.
Song Qe was leaning against the elevator wall. When he saw someone coming in, he silently stepped back to make room for the patient in the wheelchair. As soon as he took a step back, he felt his heels pressing against the shoes behind him, and his shoulders were held by big hands, leading him Pulling back a little, his back pressed against his warm chest.
He noticed the movement to protect him, looked back at Ryan Lu, smiled, and whispered, "Thank you."
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