Feng Suyin's last shift before her leave ended quietly. She'd spent most of it on paperwork: clearing her caseload, handing off patients, making sure nothing would fall through while she was gone. Most of her colleagues assumed the leave was about the scandal. She didn't correct them. Let Feng Yilan and Ji Hanjun take the attention.
As long as she and Ji Yuzhe were left out of it, she didn't care what Longyu City decided to believe.
She was still pulling on her coat as she turned the corner toward the exit. The corridor was busy at this hour, the tail end of the afternoon rush, nurses trading shifts and visitors moving in both directions. She was watching the floor, mostly, navigating around a supply cart, and nearly walked into them.
