That really was a very beautiful photo, a nineteen-year-old girl, like a blossoming flower, such delicate eyebrows, such captivating and bright face, she simply couldn't be compared to the face in front of everyone now.
But, in the end, she lost that face for her own hatred.
No, what she lost is not just that face, she lost her life, her youth as well.
So, the happiness she's finally found now, will she lose it too?
Lin Yebai felt incredibly heavy-hearted...
After waiting in the hospital room for about half an hour, Uncle Li came back, saying the doctor agreed to let her stay two more days.
Lin Yebai saw this, and then left to find a hotel, intending to book a room first, then he and Uncle Li could take turns watching over her at the hospital.
However, barely three hours after he settled into the hotel, the phone beside his bed rang sharply. He reached over in a daze to grab it.
"Hello?"
"Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin, it's bad, miss is missing!" It was Uncle Li's voice!
