Lonely

A few small cars mousily rolled into the basement of the Second People's Hospital of Wuxin City. 

The passengers got down from the cars swiftly. Some cars were seated with two or three people, while some with three or four people. The elderly were supported by the youngsters. Some of them walked slowly, some walked with a cane, while some sat in wheelchairs. They entered the wards with either emotional or happy faces.

The director of the Medical Affairs Department in the Second People's Hospital of Wuxin City welcomed them in person, and he arranged all of them into respective their rooms.

The wards were arranged at the first floor. It made people feel happy when the cypress trees, evergreen cypress trees, the coniferous trees with their densely packed leaves were planted at the courtyard of the hospital. 

The patient, Chen Tong, who came alone, stared fixedly at the cypress trees downstairs. He seemed to have forgotten the pain on his waist.