The old woman had just finished her lunch when Lin Yuxi walked into the hospital room. Auntie Zhao was clearing away the nearly untouched meal, her face etched with worry. “You can’t keep refusing to eat,” she said. “How do you expect to get better if you don’t?” “I just don’t have the appetite,” the old woman sighed, propped up against the pillows. Auntie Zhao turned to leave, but her face lit up