Now, she found herself hesitating. The tingling sensation on her face reminded her that her skin might be recovering, but she still hesitated.
She was afraid that the moment she picked up the mirror, there would be a difference between what she imagined and what she would see, or that there might be no change at all and it was still the same as before.
Nervous, torn between gain and loss.
Filled with hesitation, she never had the courage to pick up that mirror.
Time slipped away in her hesitation.
But today, something strange happened. The people eating breakfast in the courtyard had all left, but the medicine that should have been delivered still hadn't arrived. And no nurse had come in to tell her why.
Just when she was about to ask her Mother to inquire, Du Heng came in with other doctors from the Health Clinic.
There was nothing strange about doctors coming for a ward round.
