Lying in the hospital bed, she cried and hoarsed early. She couldn't forget that she was forced to tie the cold medical instrument on the operating table to play in the most difficult place of herself. The body that had been beaten with anesthetics could not feel any pain, but could only detect something from the body.

The heart was torn apart in that instant. It was more sad than death. She had no idea what she expected of the world.

"Master... Muqing River..." She lay there with empty eyes and looked at the ceiling. At this time, she had lost any thinking ability, but subconsciously called out the name...