Ha-na's eyes fluttered open to white, square LED lights on an acoustic ceiling. She blinked severally to clear her blurry vision, then propped herself up into a sitting position on the gatch bed where she lay.
Where was she?
Several people – men, women, kids- were garbed in similar, white-patterned, Johnny gowns. An old man to her left was being driven in a wheelchair.
She glanced to her left and right and realized that there were several other beds like hers where individuals in scrubs were attending to people, and sometimes, the individuals wore lab coats over scrubs.
Wait, was she in a hospital?!
"You're awake!" Ji-hoon suddenly appeared, rushing to her side beside the bed. Ha-na could see the sheer relief and concern on his face. "Are you okay? How do you feel? Let me call the doctor…"
"Wait," Ha-na held his hand, stopping him from leaving. "What happened? Why am I in a hospital?"