The days away from Han Luoli were hard to bear; she hated him, resented him, but ultimately it was because she loved him.
If she never sees him again in her final moments, would she feel regret after she dies?
Probably, yes.
If she were to die just like that, it would be the greatest pain for both of them.
At least, even if she became a ghost, she wouldn't be at peace; she might even wander up and take a look at him.
Gu Xiaoer didn't eat anything this morning because of the health check, and after vomiting, she looked at herself in the mirror with a pale face.
So defeated, so weak.
She splashed water on the mirror, blurring her own image.
Gu Xiaoer, pull yourself together!
Encouraging herself, the girl came out of the restroom, queued up at the reception desk, got a consultation card, and registered for the gastroenterology department.
Another queue to wait for the doctor to call her; another queue for various tests, she had already spent three hundred yuan altogether.
